The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volume 6Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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... , I shall bring News weighs heavier than the Debt . ' Two Brothers ; the one in Bond lyes overthrown , This on a deadlier Execution . [ Excunt omnes . 888888 8388 1 2 THE TRAGEDY OF LOCRINE , THE ELDEST SON 3266 A Yorkshire Tragedy .
... , I shall bring News weighs heavier than the Debt . ' Two Brothers ; the one in Bond lyes overthrown , This on a deadlier Execution . [ Excunt omnes . 888888 8388 1 2 THE TRAGEDY OF LOCRINE , THE ELDEST SON 3266 A Yorkshire Tragedy .
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In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts William Shakespeare. 1 2 THE TRAGEDY OF LOCRINE , THE ELDEST SON OF.
In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts William Shakespeare. 1 2 THE TRAGEDY OF LOCRINE , THE ELDEST SON OF.
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In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts William Shakespeare. 2 THE TRAGEDY OF LOCRINE , THE ELDEST SON OF KING.
In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts William Shakespeare. 2 THE TRAGEDY OF LOCRINE , THE ELDEST SON OF KING.
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In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts William Shakespeare. THE TRAGEDY OF LOCRINE , THE ELDEST SON OF KING BRUTUS . Printed in the YEAR 1709 . Dramatis Persone . BRutus , King of Britain . Locrine.
In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts William Shakespeare. THE TRAGEDY OF LOCRINE , THE ELDEST SON OF KING BRUTUS . Printed in the YEAR 1709 . Dramatis Persone . BRutus , King of Britain . Locrine.
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... Locrine , Camber , Albanact , } his Sons . Corinciuss , } Brothers to Brutus , Thrafimachus , Corineius his Son ... Locrine . Estrild , Humber's Wife . Ate , the Goddess of Revenge . Ghosts of Albanact , and Corineius . THE THE ...
... Locrine , Camber , Albanact , } his Sons . Corinciuss , } Brothers to Brutus , Thrafimachus , Corineius his Son ... Locrine . Estrild , Humber's Wife . Ate , the Goddess of Revenge . Ghosts of Albanact , and Corineius . THE THE ...
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