Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 |
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... lord . Ham . Why , what should be the fear ? I do not set my life at a pin's fee ; And for my soul , what can it do to that , Being a thing immortal as itself ? It waves me forth again ; I'll follow it . Hor . What if it tempt you ...
... lord . Ham . Why , what should be the fear ? I do not set my life at a pin's fee ; And for my soul , what can it do to that , Being a thing immortal as itself ? It waves me forth again ; I'll follow it . Hor . What if it tempt you ...
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... Lord . God save you , noble captain . Sec . Lord . Captain , what greeting will you to my Lord Lafeu ? I am for France . First Lord . Good captain , will you give me a copy of the sonnet you writ to Diana in behalf of the Count ...
... Lord . God save you , noble captain . Sec . Lord . Captain , what greeting will you to my Lord Lafeu ? I am for France . First Lord . Good captain , will you give me a copy of the sonnet you writ to Diana in behalf of the Count ...
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... lord , your sorrow was too sore laid on , Which sixteen winters cannot blow away , So many summers dry : scarce any joy Did ever so long live ; no sorrow But kill'd itself much sooner . Pol . Dear my brother , Let him that was the cause ...
... lord , your sorrow was too sore laid on , Which sixteen winters cannot blow away , So many summers dry : scarce any joy Did ever so long live ; no sorrow But kill'd itself much sooner . Pol . Dear my brother , Let him that was the cause ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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