Mr. William Shakespeare's comedies, histories, tragedies and poems, the text newly ed. with notes by R.G. White, 第 7 号、第 2 巻 |
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... father . With that half - face would he have all my land : A half - fac'd groat five hundred pound a year ! Rob . My gracious liege , when that my father lived , Your brother did employ my father much , — Bast . Well , sir , by this you ...
... father . With that half - face would he have all my land : A half - fac'd groat five hundred pound a year ! Rob . My gracious liege , when that my father lived , Your brother did employ my father much , — Bast . Well , sir , by this you ...
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... father's land , as was my father's will . K. John . Sirrah , your brother is legitimate ; Your father's wife did after wedlock bear him , And if she did play false , the fault was hers ; Which fault lies on the hazards of all husbands ...
... father's land , as was my father's will . K. John . Sirrah , your brother is legitimate ; Your father's wife did after wedlock bear him , And if she did play false , the fault was hers ; Which fault lies on the hazards of all husbands ...
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... father ; Some proper man , I hope : who was it , mother ? Lady F. Hast thou denied thyself a Faulconbridge ? Bast . As faithfully as I deny the Devil . Lady F. King Richard Coeur - de - lion was thy father : By long and vehement suit I ...
... father ; Some proper man , I hope : who was it , mother ? Lady F. Hast thou denied thyself a Faulconbridge ? Bast . As faithfully as I deny the Devil . Lady F. King Richard Coeur - de - lion was thy father : By long and vehement suit I ...
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... father Geffrey Than thou and John in manners ; being as like As rain to water , or devil to his dam . My boy a bastard ! By my soul , I think His father never was so true begot : It cannot be , an if thou wert his mother . Eli . There's ...
... father Geffrey Than thou and John in manners ; being as like As rain to water , or devil to his dam . My boy a bastard ! By my soul , I think His father never was so true begot : It cannot be , an if thou wert his mother . Eli . There's ...
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... Father's name , Pope Innocent , I do demand of thee . K. John . What earthly name to interrogatories Can task the free breath of a sacred king ? Thou canst not , Cardinal , devise a name 120 130 140 So slight , unworthy and ridiculous ...
... Father's name , Pope Innocent , I do demand of thee . K. John . What earthly name to interrogatories Can task the free breath of a sacred king ? Thou canst not , Cardinal , devise a name 120 130 140 So slight , unworthy and ridiculous ...
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arms bear beauty better blood breath bring brother Buck cause comes cousin crown dead death dost doth Duke Earl Edward England English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith fall father fear fight follow France French friends gentle give Glou grace grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Henry hold honour hope hour I'll John keep King lady land leave live look lord majesty master mean mind never night noble once peace play poor pray Prince Queen rest Rich Richard royal SCENE shame soldiers soul speak spirit stand stay sweet sword tears tell thee thine thing thou art thought thousand tongue true truth unto Warwick York young
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