The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Том 5R. Crowder, 1772 |
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... Stand you a - while aloof . Cesario , Thou knoweft no lefs but all : I have unclasped To thee the book even of my secret foul . : Therefore , good youth , addrefs thy gait unto her ; Be not denied access , stand at her doors ; And tell ...
... Stand you a - while aloof . Cesario , Thou knoweft no lefs but all : I have unclasped To thee the book even of my secret foul . : Therefore , good youth , addrefs thy gait unto her ; Be not denied access , stand at her doors ; And tell ...
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... stand at your door like a Sheriff's poft , and be the fup- porter to a bench , but he'll speak with you . Oli . What ... standing water , between boy and man . He is very well - favoured , and he fpeaks very fhrewifhly one would think ...
... stand at your door like a Sheriff's poft , and be the fup- porter to a bench , but he'll speak with you . Oli . What ... standing water , between boy and man . He is very well - favoured , and he fpeaks very fhrewifhly one would think ...
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... stand here , make a good fhew on't ; ------- this fhall end without the perdition of fouls ; marry , I'll ride your horfe as well as I ride , you . [ Afide . Enter FABIAN and VIOLA . I have his horfe to take up the quarrel ; I have ...
... stand here , make a good fhew on't ; ------- this fhall end without the perdition of fouls ; marry , I'll ride your horfe as well as I ride , you . [ Afide . Enter FABIAN and VIOLA . I have his horfe to take up the quarrel ; I have ...
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... Stand in the plague of cuftom , and permit The courtesy of nations to deprive me , ( 5 ) For that I am fome twelve or fourteen moon - fhines Lag of a brother ? Why bastard ? wherefore bafe ? When my dimenfions are as well compact , My ...
... Stand in the plague of cuftom , and permit The courtesy of nations to deprive me , ( 5 ) For that I am fome twelve or fourteen moon - fhines Lag of a brother ? Why bastard ? wherefore bafe ? When my dimenfions are as well compact , My ...
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... stand up for baftards ! To him Enter GLO'STER .. Glo . Kent banished thus ! and France in choler parted ! And the King gone to - night ! fubfcribed his power ! Confined to exhibition ! all is gone Upon the gad ! -- Edmund , how now ...
... stand up for baftards ! To him Enter GLO'STER .. Glo . Kent banished thus ! and France in choler parted ! And the King gone to - night ! fubfcribed his power ! Confined to exhibition ! all is gone Upon the gad ! -- Edmund , how now ...
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Стр. 7 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Стр. 26 - Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house ; Write loyal cantons of contemned love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night ; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia ! O, you should not rest Between the elements of air and earth, But you should pity me.
Стр. 287 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Стр. 143 - And with presented nakedness out-face The winds and persecutions of the sky. The country gives me proof and precedent Of Bedlam beggars, who, with roaring voices, Strike in their numb'd and mortified bare arms Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of rosemary ; And with this horrible object, from low farms, Poor pelting villages, sheep-cotes, and mills, Sometime with lunatic bans, sometime with prayers, Enforce their charity.
Стр. 328 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Стр. 115 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
Стр. 161 - Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pudder o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.