The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Том 4 |
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Стр. 1579
Oh monstrous Fault , to harbour such a Thought . Then fince this Earth affords no
Joy to me , But to command , to check , to o'er - bear such As are of better Person
than my self ; I'll make my Heaven to dream upon the Crown , And while I live ...
Oh monstrous Fault , to harbour such a Thought . Then fince this Earth affords no
Joy to me , But to command , to check , to o'er - bear such As are of better Person
than my self ; I'll make my Heaven to dream upon the Crown , And while I live ...
Стр. 1805
... Heavenly Thoughts still Counsel her : She shall be lov'd and fear'd . Her own
shall bless her ; Her Foes shake like a Field of beaten Corn , And hang their
Heads with Sorrow : Good grows with her . In her days every Man Thal eat in
safety ...
... Heavenly Thoughts still Counsel her : She shall be lov'd and fear'd . Her own
shall bless her ; Her Foes shake like a Field of beaten Corn , And hang their
Heads with Sorrow : Good grows with her . In her days every Man Thal eat in
safety ...
Стр. 1815
... the has the mends in her own hands . Troi . Good Pandaras ; how now ,
Pandarus ? Pan . I have had my labour , for my travel , ill thought on of her , and
ill thought on of you : Gone between and bea tween , but small thanks for my
labour . , .
... the has the mends in her own hands . Troi . Good Pandaras ; how now ,
Pandarus ? Pan . I have had my labour , for my travel , ill thought on of her , and
ill thought on of you : Gone between and bea tween , but small thanks for my
labour . , .
Стр. 1869
Then , sweet my Lord , I'll call my Uncle down : He shall unbolt the Gates . Troi .
Trouble him notTo Bed , to Bed sleep kill those pretty Eyes , And give as soft
attachment to thy Senses , As Infants empty of all thought . Cre , Good Morrow
theo .
Then , sweet my Lord , I'll call my Uncle down : He shall unbolt the Gates . Troi .
Trouble him notTo Bed , to Bed sleep kill those pretty Eyes , And give as soft
attachment to thy Senses , As Infants empty of all thought . Cre , Good Morrow
theo .
Стр. 1936
... their dry Stubble ; and their Blaze Shall darken him for ever . Enter a
Messenger Bru . What's the Matter ? Mes . You are sent for to the Capitol : ' Tis
thought that Martius Thall be Consul : I have seen the dumb Men throng to see
him , And ...
... their dry Stubble ; and their Blaze Shall darken him for ever . Enter a
Messenger Bru . What's the Matter ? Mes . You are sent for to the Capitol : ' Tis
thought that Martius Thall be Consul : I have seen the dumb Men throng to see
him , And ...
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