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Title: The comedies of William Shakespeare
Year: 1896 (1890s)
Authors: Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 Abbey, Edwin Austin, 1852-1911
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Publisher: New York : Harper and brothers
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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Could man so blench ? Ca)n. I must believe you, sir; I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for t,Provided that when hes removed your highnessWill take again your queen, as yours at first.Even for your sons sake ; and thereby for sealingThe injury of tongues in courts and kingdomsKnown and allied to yours. Leo7i. Thou dost advise me Even so as I mine own course have set down.Ill give no blemish to her honour, none. Ca?n. My lord.Go then ; and with a countenance as clearAs friendship wears at feasts, keep with BohemiaAnd with your queen. I am his cup-bearer;
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