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Page 102
All this I ' ll do , to free me from the rod Of vengeance ; else I ' ll swear my fate ' s
my god . . * ? [ Exeunt . SCENE II . The Street before Florio ' s House . Enter
GRIMALDI and VASQUES , with their swords drawn . Vas . Come , sir , stand to
your ...
All this I ' ll do , to free me from the rod Of vengeance ; else I ' ll swear my fate ' s
my god . . * ? [ Exeunt . SCENE II . The Street before Florio ' s House . Enter
GRIMALDI and VASQUES , with their swords drawn . Vas . Come , sir , stand to
your ...
Page 141
Not far hence Dwells Father Bonaventure , a grave friar , Once tutor to my son :
now at his cell I ' ll have ' em married . Rich . You have plotted wisely . Flo . I ' ll
send one straight to speak with him to - night . Rich . Soranzo ' s wise ; he will
delay ...
Not far hence Dwells Father Bonaventure , a grave friar , Once tutor to my son :
now at his cell I ' ll have ' em married . Rich . You have plotted wisely . Flo . I ' ll
send one straight to speak with him to - night . Rich . Soranzo ' s wise ; he will
delay ...
Page 169
I ' ll not fear An armed thunderbolt aimed at my heart . She writes , we are
discovered : - Pox on dreams . . Of low faint - hearted cowardice ! - discovered ?
The devil we are ! which way is ' t possible ? Are we grown traitors to our own
delights ?
I ' ll not fear An armed thunderbolt aimed at my heart . She writes , we are
discovered : - Pox on dreams . . Of low faint - hearted cowardice ! - discovered ?
The devil we are ! which way is ' t possible ? Are we grown traitors to our own
delights ?
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