 You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, I banish you; And here remain with your uncertainty! Let every feeble rumour shake your hearts! Your...  King Henry VIII. Coriolanus - Side 96af William Shakespeare - 1788Fuld visning - Om denne bog
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...be so! it shall be so! CORIOLANUS 121 You common cry of curs, whose breath I hate 122 As reek o' th' rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses...banish you! And here remain with your uncertainty. Let every feeble rumor shake your hearts! Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, Fan you into... | |
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...banish him, Martius curses them as 'You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate,/As reek a'th'rotten fens, whose loves I prize/ As the dead carcasses of unburied men/ That do corrupt my air' (Ill.iii. 120-3). It would appear to be such commoners thronging the theatres that made the city fathers... | |
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