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R2/ 1.3.268-274

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HENRY BOLINGBROKE

Nay, rather, every tedious stride I make
Will but remember me what a deal of world
I wander from the jewels that I love.
Must I not serve a long apprenticehood
To foreign passages, and in the end,
Having my freedom, boast of nothing else
But that I was a journeyman to grief?

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One Response to “R2/ 1.3.268-274”

  1. ‘NOTHING’ in Shakespeare « Nothing Says:
    May 15, 2009 at 9:14 pm | Reply

    [...] approach. ” (1.3.3-6); “Having my freedom, boast of nothing else” (1.3.268-274); “Nay, nothing all is said” (2.1.149-152); “nothing trembles”, [...]

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