The Works of Shakespear: In Eight Volumes, Volume 5 |
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O Nell , sweet Nell , if thou dost love thy lord , Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts : And may that thought , when I imagine Ill Against my King and nephew , virtuous Henry , Be my last Breathing in this mortal world !
O Nell , sweet Nell , if thou dost love thy lord , Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts : And may that thought , when I imagine Ill Against my King and nephew , virtuous Henry , Be my last Breathing in this mortal world !
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Now , York , or never , steal thy fearful thoughts , And change misdoubt to resolution : Be that thou hop'st to be ... Faster than spring - time show'rs , comes thought on thought , And not a thought , but thinks on dignity .
Now , York , or never , steal thy fearful thoughts , And change misdoubt to resolution : Be that thou hop'st to be ... Faster than spring - time show'rs , comes thought on thought , And not a thought , but thinks on dignity .
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Oh miserable thought ! and more unlikely , Than to accomplish twenty golden Crowns . Why , Love forswore me in my mother's womb ; And , for I should not deal in her soft laws , She did corrupt frail Nature with some bribe To shrink mine ...
Oh miserable thought ! and more unlikely , Than to accomplish twenty golden Crowns . Why , Love forswore me in my mother's womb ; And , for I should not deal in her soft laws , She did corrupt frail Nature with some bribe To shrink mine ...
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