The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Том 8H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... fair Verona , ( where we lay our Scene ) From ancient grudge break to new mutiny ; Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean . From forth the fatal loins of these two foes , A pair of far - croft lovers take their life ; Whofe mif ...
... fair Verona , ( where we lay our Scene ) From ancient grudge break to new mutiny ; Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean . From forth the fatal loins of these two foes , A pair of far - croft lovers take their life ; Whofe mif ...
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... fair Verona , ( where we lay our Scene ) From ancient grudge break to new mutiny ; Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean . From forth the fatal loins of thefe tavo foes , A pair of far - croft lovers take their life ; Whofe mif ...
... fair Verona , ( where we lay our Scene ) From ancient grudge break to new mutiny ; Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean . From forth the fatal loins of thefe tavo foes , A pair of far - croft lovers take their life ; Whofe mif ...
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... fair day - light out , And makes himself an artificial night ... ( 2 ) -an hour before the worshipp'd Sun Peer'd through the golden window of the East , A troubled mind drew me from company : ] This is a reading only of Mr. Pope's , as ...
... fair day - light out , And makes himself an artificial night ... ( 2 ) -an hour before the worshipp'd Sun Peer'd through the golden window of the East , A troubled mind drew me from company : ] This is a reading only of Mr. Pope's , as ...
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... fair , I love . Ben . A right fair mark , fair coz , is foonest hit . Rom . But , in that hit , you miss ; -fhe'll not be hit With Cupia's arrow ; fhe hath Dian's wit : And , in ftrong proof of chastity well arm'd , From love's weak ...
... fair , I love . Ben . A right fair mark , fair coz , is foonest hit . Rom . But , in that hit , you miss ; -fhe'll not be hit With Cupia's arrow ; fhe hath Dian's wit : And , in ftrong proof of chastity well arm'd , From love's weak ...
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... fair ; What doth her beauty ferve , but as a note , Where I may read , who pass'd . that paffing fair ? : Farewel , thou canst not teach me to forget . Ben ... I'll pay that doctrine , or else die in debt . [ Exeunt Enter Capulet ...
... fair ; What doth her beauty ferve , but as a note , Where I may read , who pass'd . that paffing fair ? : Farewel , thou canst not teach me to forget . Ben ... I'll pay that doctrine , or else die in debt . [ Exeunt Enter Capulet ...
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Стр. 231 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Стр. 17 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Стр. 123 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Стр. 177 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Стр. 185 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this?
Стр. 221 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Стр. 160 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Стр. 261 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Стр. 31 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Стр. 26 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.