The Travellers' Library Shakespeare, Volume 1Jonathan Cape, 1937 |
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Page 165
... hold up thy heavy eyes awhile , And touch thy instrument a strain or two ? Luc . Ay , my lord , an ' t please you . Bru . It does , my boy : I trouble thee too much , but thou art willing . Luc . It is my duty , sir . Bru . I should not ...
... hold up thy heavy eyes awhile , And touch thy instrument a strain or two ? Luc . Ay , my lord , an ' t please you . Bru . It does , my boy : I trouble thee too much , but thou art willing . Luc . It is my duty , sir . Bru . I should not ...
Page 177
... Hold thou my sword - hilts , whilst I run on it . Vol . That's not an office for a friend , my lord . ( Alarum still ) Cli . Fly , fly , my lord ! there is no tarrying here . Bru . Farewell to you ; and you ; and you , Volumnius ...
... Hold thou my sword - hilts , whilst I run on it . Vol . That's not an office for a friend , my lord . ( Alarum still ) Cli . Fly , fly , my lord ! there is no tarrying here . Bru . Farewell to you ; and you ; and you , Volumnius ...
Page 203
... Hold thy peace , thou knave , ' knight ? I shall be constrain'd in't to call thee knave , knight . Sir And . ' Tis not the first time I have constrained one to call me knave . Begin , fool : it begins , ' Hold thy peace ' . Clo . I ...
... Hold thy peace , thou knave , ' knight ? I shall be constrain'd in't to call thee knave , knight . Sir And . ' Tis not the first time I have constrained one to call me knave . Begin , fool : it begins , ' Hold thy peace ' . Clo . I ...
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