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... Troil . Why should I fight without the Trojan walls , Who , without fighting , am o'erthrown within ? The Trojan who is master of a soul , Let him to battle ; Troilus has none . Pand . Will this never be at an end with you ? Troil . The ...
... Troil . Why should I fight without the Trojan walls , Who , without fighting , am o'erthrown within ? The Trojan who is master of a soul , Let him to battle ; Troilus has none . Pand . Will this never be at an end with you ? Troil . The ...
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... Troil . Have I not staid ? Pand . Ay , the kindling ; but you must stay the spitting of the meat . Troil . Have I not staid ? Pand . Ay , the spitting ; but there's two words to a bargain ; you must stay the roasting too . Troil . Still ...
... Troil . Have I not staid ? Pand . Ay , the kindling ; but you must stay the spitting of the meat . Troil . Have I not staid ? Pand . Ay , the spitting ; but there's two words to a bargain ; you must stay the roasting too . Troil . Still ...
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... Troil . Thou giv'st her not so much . Pand . Faith , I'll speak no more of her , let her be as she is ; if she be a beauty , ' tis the better for her ; an ' she be not , she has the mends in her own hands , for Pandarus . Troil . In ...
... Troil . Thou giv'st her not so much . Pand . Faith , I'll speak no more of her , let her be as she is ; if she be a beauty , ' tis the better for her ; an ' she be not , she has the mends in her own hands , for Pandarus . Troil . In ...
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... Troil . Dear Pandarus- Pand . Pray speak no more on't ; I'll not burn my fingers in another body's business ; I'll leave it as I found it , and there's an end . Troil . O gods , how do you torture me ! I cannot come to Cressid but by ...
... Troil . Dear Pandarus- Pand . Pray speak no more on't ; I'll not burn my fingers in another body's business ; I'll leave it as I found it , and there's an end . Troil . O gods , how do you torture me ! I cannot come to Cressid but by ...
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... have lost so many lives of ours , To keep a thing not ours , not worth to us The value of a man , what reason is there Still to retain the cause of so much ill ? Troil . Fye , fye , my noble brother ! ACT II . 281 TROILUS AND CRESSIDA .
... have lost so many lives of ours , To keep a thing not ours , not worth to us The value of a man , what reason is there Still to retain the cause of so much ill ? Troil . Fye , fye , my noble brother ! ACT II . 281 TROILUS AND CRESSIDA .
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Página 365 - AmboyS" upon the theatre ; but when I had taken up what I supposed a fallen star, I found I had been cozened with a jelly ;* nothing but a cold, dull mass, which glittered no longer than it was shooting...
Página 223 - For time is like a fashionable host That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And, with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Página 440 - Kings' titles commonly begin by force, Which time wears off, and mellows into right; So power, which, in one age, is tyranny, Is ripened, in the next, to true succession: She's in possession.