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Page 124
Fair lady , do you think , you have fools in hand ? Mar. Sir , I have not you by th ' hand . Sir And . Marry , but you shall have , and here's my hand . Mar. Now , Sir , thought is free : I pray you , bring your hand to th ' buttery ...
Fair lady , do you think , you have fools in hand ? Mar. Sir , I have not you by th ' hand . Sir And . Marry , but you shall have , and here's my hand . Mar. Now , Sir , thought is free : I pray you , bring your hand to th ' buttery ...
Page 427
This royal hand and mine are newly knit , And the conjunction of our inward souls Marry'd in league , coupled and link'd ... And even before this truce , but new before , No longer than we well could wash our hands To clap this royal ...
This royal hand and mine are newly knit , And the conjunction of our inward souls Marry'd in league , coupled and link'd ... And even before this truce , but new before , No longer than we well could wash our hands To clap this royal ...
Page 456
It is a damned and a bloody work , The graceless action of a heavy hand : If that it be the work of any hand . Sal . If that it be the work of any hand ? We had a kind of light , what would ensue . It is the shameful work of Hubert's ...
It is a damned and a bloody work , The graceless action of a heavy hand : If that it be the work of any hand . Sal . If that it be the work of any hand ? We had a kind of light , what would ensue . It is the shameful work of Hubert's ...
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