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Therefore to make his entrance more sweet , Here , say we drink this standing - bowl of wine to him . Thai . Alas , my father , it befits not me Unto a stranger knight to be so bold : He may my proffer take for an offence , Since men ...
Therefore to make his entrance more sweet , Here , say we drink this standing - bowl of wine to him . Thai . Alas , my father , it befits not me Unto a stranger knight to be so bold : He may my proffer take for an offence , Since men ...
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I am beholding to you 30 For your sweet music this last night : I do Protest my ears were never better fed With such delightful pleasing harmony . Per . It is your grace's pleasure to commend ; Not my desert . Sim .
I am beholding to you 30 For your sweet music this last night : I do Protest my ears were never better fed With such delightful pleasing harmony . Per . It is your grace's pleasure to commend ; Not my desert . Sim .
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Dion , O your sweet queen ! That the strict fates had pleased you had brought her hither , To have bless'd mine eyes with her ! Per . We cannot but obey The powers above us . Could I rage and roar As doth the sea she lies in , yet the ...
Dion , O your sweet queen ! That the strict fates had pleased you had brought her hither , To have bless'd mine eyes with her ! Per . We cannot but obey The powers above us . Could I rage and roar As doth the sea she lies in , yet the ...
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I'll leave you , my sweet lady , for a while : Pray , walk softly , do not heat your blood : What ! I must have a care of you . Mar. My thanks , sweet madam . [ Exit Dionyza . Is this wind westerly that blows ? Leon . South - west .
I'll leave you , my sweet lady , for a while : Pray , walk softly , do not heat your blood : What ! I must have a care of you . Mar. My thanks , sweet madam . [ Exit Dionyza . Is this wind westerly that blows ? Leon . South - west .
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The fairest , sweet'st , and best lies here , Who wither'd in her spring of year . She was of Tyrus the king's daughter , On whom foul death hath made this slaughter ; Marina was she call'd ; and at her birth , Thetis , being proud ...
The fairest , sweet'st , and best lies here , Who wither'd in her spring of year . She was of Tyrus the king's daughter , On whom foul death hath made this slaughter ; Marina was she call'd ; and at her birth , Thetis , being proud ...
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Attendants bear better blood Boult bring brother comes court Cymbeline daughter dead death doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Fish follow fortune Gent give gods gone grace hand hast hath hear heart heaven hence Hermione highness honour hope I'll Iach Imogen Italy keep kind king knight lady leave Leon less live look lord lost master mean mistress nature never noble Paul Pericles play poor Post Posthumus pray present prince probably Pros queen Roman SCENE seems serve Shakespeare ship sleep speak spirit stand story strange sweet tell thank thee thing thou thou art thought true wife worthy