The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, with Explanatory Notes: To which is Added, a Copious Index to the Remarkable Passages and Words, Volume 2John Stockdale ... W.J. and J. Richardson ... J. Walker ... R. Faulder and Son ... Scatcherd and Letterman ... [and 11 others], 1807 |
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S C E N E V. A Hall in Aufidius's House. Music plays. Enter a Serring-man, 1 Serv
. Wine, wine, wine ! What service is here! I think our fellows are asleep. [Exit.
Enter another Serving-man. 2 Scr. Where's Cotus? my master calls for him. Cotus
!
S C E N E V. A Hall in Aufidius's House. Music plays. Enter a Serring-man, 1 Serv
. Wine, wine, wine ! What service is here! I think our fellows are asleep. [Exit.
Enter another Serving-man. 2 Scr. Where's Cotus? my master calls for him. Cotus
!
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1 Serv. Ay, and for an assault too. Enter a third Sercant. 3 Serv. O, slaves, 1 can
tell you news; news, ou rascals. - Both. What, what, what? let's partake. 3 Serv. I
would not be a Roman, of all nations, I had as lieve be a condemn'd man. Bosh.
1 Serv. Ay, and for an assault too. Enter a third Sercant. 3 Serv. O, slaves, 1 can
tell you news; news, ou rascals. - Both. What, what, what? let's partake. 3 Serv. I
would not be a Roman, of all nations, I had as lieve be a condemn'd man. Bosh.
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[Ereunt. 5 S C E N E II. - A Street. Enter Cressida, and Alexander her serrant,
Cres. Who were those went by? Serv. Queen Hecuba, and Helen. 10 Cres. And
whither go they? Serv. Up to the eastern tower, YWhose height commands as
subject ...
[Ereunt. 5 S C E N E II. - A Street. Enter Cressida, and Alexander her serrant,
Cres. Who were those went by? Serv. Queen Hecuba, and Helen. 10 Cres. And
whither go they? Serv. Up to the eastern tower, YWhose height commands as
subject ...
Page 871
Let Achilles sleep. deep. [Ereunt, A C T S C E N E I. T R O Y. The Palace. Enter
Pandarus, and a Servant. [Musick within. Pan. Fo END you! pray you, a word: P
Do not you follow the young lord aris? Serv. Ay, sir, when he goes before me.
Pan.
Let Achilles sleep. deep. [Ereunt, A C T S C E N E I. T R O Y. The Palace. Enter
Pandarus, and a Servant. [Musick within. Pan. Fo END you! pray you, a word: P
Do not you follow the young lord aris? Serv. Ay, sir, when he goes before me.
Pan.
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If you see vengeance,— Serv. Hold your hand, my lord: I have serv'd you ever
sincel was a child; But better service have I never done you, Than now to bid you
hold. Reg. How now, you dog? . . . Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your chin, ...
If you see vengeance,— Serv. Hold your hand, my lord: I have serv'd you ever
sincel was a child; But better service have I never done you, Than now to bid you
hold. Reg. How now, you dog? . . . Serv. If you did wear a beard upon your chin, ...
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