...; he will not ; Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety : Other women Cloy th' appetites they feed; but she makes hungry Where most...themselves in her; that the holy priests Bless her, when she's riggish.6 Mec. If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle The heart of Antony, Octavia is A blessed...

...custom stale Her infinite variety: Other women Cloy th' appetites they feed; but she makes hungry* Bless her, when she is riggish. Mec. If beauty, wisdom,...Whilst you abide here. Eno. Humbly, sir, I thank you. SCENE III. [Exeunt. THE SAME. A ROOM IN C-iESAR's HOUSE. Enter Ccesar, Antony, Octavia between them;...

...Never; he will not; Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety: Other women Cloy th' appetites they feed; but she makes hungry, Where most...that the holy priests Bless her, when she is riggish. 9 Mec. If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle The heart of Antony, Octavia is A blessed lottery 1 to...

...Never; he will not; Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety : Other women Cloy th' appetites they feed; but she makes hungry, Where most...her; that the holy priests Bless her, when she is riggish.9 Mec. If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle The heart of Antony, Octavia is A blessed lottery1...

...Never; he will not; Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety : Other women Cloy th' appetites they feed; but she makes hungry, Where most...abide here. Eno. Humbly, sir, I thank you. [Exeunt. SCENE III. The Same. A Room in Cursor's House. Enter CJESAR, ANTONY, OCTAVIA between them; Attendants,...

...; he will not ; Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety : Other women Cloy th' appetites they feed ; but she makes hungry, Where...Enobarbus, make yourself my guest, Whilst you abide here. SCENE III.— The Mime. A Room in CJESAR'S House. Enter CJESAR, ANTONY, OCTAVIA between them; Attendants...

...Now Antony must leave her utterly. Eno. Never ; he will not : Age cannot wither her, nor custom state ) `ӳ) '. A/ec- If beauty, wisdom, modesty, can settle The heart of Antony, Octavia is A blessed lottery to'him....

...but she makes hungry, Whcre most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her; t liât the holy priests Bless her, when she is riggish '....lottery to him. Agr. Let us go. — Good Enobarbus, make yenrsetf my guesf,' Whilst you abide here. Eno. liumbly, sir, I thank von. [Emaá. SCENE 'III. Enter...

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...; he will not ; Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety :4 Other women cloy TV appetites they feed ; but she makes hungry, Where...the holy priests* Bless her, when, she is riggish.* [.]] Such is the praise bestowed by Shakspeare on his heroine; a praise that well deserves the consideration...