Mr. William Shakespeare: King John. Richard II. Henry IV |
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You hold too heinous a respect of grief . CON . He talks to me , that never had a fon . PHI . You are as fond of grief , as of your child . CON . Grief fills the room up of my abfent child , Lies in his bed , walks up and down with me ...
You hold too heinous a respect of grief . CON . He talks to me , that never had a fon . PHI . You are as fond of grief , as of your child . CON . Grief fills the room up of my abfent child , Lies in his bed , walks up and down with me ...
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Thy grief is but thy abfence for a time . BOL . Joy abfent , grief is present for that time . GAU . What is fix winters ? they are quickly gone . BOL . To men in joy ; but grief makes one hour ten . GAU . Call it a travel that thou ...
Thy grief is but thy abfence for a time . BOL . Joy abfent , grief is present for that time . GAU . What is fix winters ? they are quickly gone . BOL . To men in joy ; but grief makes one hour ten . GAU . Call it a travel that thou ...
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To please the king , I did ; to please myself , I cannot do it ; yet I know no cause Why I should welcome fuch a guest as grief , Save bidding farewel to so sweet a guest As my fweet Richard : Yet again , methinks , Some unborn forrow ...
To please the king , I did ; to please myself , I cannot do it ; yet I know no cause Why I should welcome fuch a guest as grief , Save bidding farewel to so sweet a guest As my fweet Richard : Yet again , methinks , Some unborn forrow ...
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