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Side 5
... Gent . You do not meet a man , but frowns : our bloods No more obey the heavens , than our courtiers ; Still seem , as does the king's . 2. Gent . But what's the matter ? 1. Gent . His daughter , and the heir of his king- dom , whom He ...
... Gent . You do not meet a man , but frowns : our bloods No more obey the heavens , than our courtiers ; Still seem , as does the king's . 2. Gent . But what's the matter ? 1. Gent . His daughter , and the heir of his king- dom , whom He ...
Side 6
... Gent . He , that hath lost her , too : so is the queen , That most desir'd the match : But not a courtier , Although they wear their faces to the bent Of the king's looks , hath a heart that is not Glad at the thing they scowl at . 2. Gent ...
... Gent . He , that hath lost her , too : so is the queen , That most desir'd the match : But not a courtier , Although they wear their faces to the bent Of the king's looks , hath a heart that is not Glad at the thing they scowl at . 2. Gent ...
Side 7
... Gent . His only child . He had two sons , ( if this be worth your hearing , Mark it , ) the eldest of them at three ... Gent , How long is this ago ? 1. Gent . Some twenty years . 2. Gent , That a king's children should be so convey'd ...
... Gent . His only child . He had two sons , ( if this be worth your hearing , Mark it , ) the eldest of them at three ... Gent , How long is this ago ? 1. Gent . Some twenty years . 2. Gent , That a king's children should be so convey'd ...
Side 8
William Shakespeare. 1. Gent . Howsoe'er ' tis strange , Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at , Yet is it true , sir . 2. Gent . I do well believe you . 1. Gent . We must forbear : Here comes the gentleman , The queen , and ...
William Shakespeare. 1. Gent . Howsoe'er ' tis strange , Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at , Yet is it true , sir . 2. Gent . I do well believe you . 1. Gent . We must forbear : Here comes the gentleman , The queen , and ...
Side 37
... mad , not mad , sweet heaven ! Keep me in temper ; I would not be mad ! Enter Gentleman . How now ! Are the horses ready ? Gent , Ready , my lord . Lear . Come , boy . Fool . She that is maid now , and laughs KING LEAR . 37.
... mad , not mad , sweet heaven ! Keep me in temper ; I would not be mad ! Enter Gentleman . How now ! Are the horses ready ? Gent , Ready , my lord . Lear . Come , boy . Fool . She that is maid now , and laughs KING LEAR . 37.
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