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They begin to smoak me , and disgraces have of late knock'd too often at my door ; I find , my tongue is too fool - hardy ; but my heart hath the fear of Mars before it and of his creatures , not daring the reports of my tongue . Lord .
They begin to smoak me , and disgraces have of late knock'd too often at my door ; I find , my tongue is too fool - hardy ; but my heart hath the fear of Mars before it and of his creatures , not daring the reports of my tongue . Lord .
Page 141
She made good view of me ; indeed , so much , That , sure , methought ? her eyes had crost her tongue ; For she did speak in starts distractedly : She loves me , sure ; the cunning of her passion Invites me in this churlish messenger .
She made good view of me ; indeed , so much , That , sure , methought ? her eyes had crost her tongue ; For she did speak in starts distractedly : She loves me , sure ; the cunning of her passion Invites me in this churlish messenger .
Page 443
I would not have believ'd him ; no tongue , but Hubert's . Hub . Come forth ; do , as I bid you . [ Stamps , and the men enter . Arth . O save me , Huberi , save me ! my eyes are out , Ev'n with the fierce looks of these bloody men .
I would not have believ'd him ; no tongue , but Hubert's . Hub . Come forth ; do , as I bid you . [ Stamps , and the men enter . Arth . O save me , Huberi , save me ! my eyes are out , Ev'n with the fierce looks of these bloody men .
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