The Works of Shakespeare, Том 3J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... looks upon his worshipper , But knows of him no more . My deareft Madam , Let not your hate incounter with my love , For loving where you do ; but if your self , Whofe aged honour cites a virtuous youth , Did ever in fo true a flame of ...
... looks upon his worshipper , But knows of him no more . My deareft Madam , Let not your hate incounter with my love , For loving where you do ; but if your self , Whofe aged honour cites a virtuous youth , Did ever in fo true a flame of ...
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... look like ; but fuch traitors His Majefty feldom fears ; I'm Creffid's uncle , That dare leave two together ; fare you well . [ Exit . King . Now , fair one , does your business follow us ? Hel . Ay , my good Lord . Gerard de Narbon was ...
... look like ; but fuch traitors His Majefty feldom fears ; I'm Creffid's uncle , That dare leave two together ; fare you well . [ Exit . King . Now , fair one , does your business follow us ? Hel . Ay , my good Lord . Gerard de Narbon was ...
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... look thro ? thee . Give me thy hand . Par . My Lord , you give me moft egregious indig nity . Laf . Ay , with all my heart , and thou art worthy of it . Par . I have not , my Lord , deferv'd it . Laf . Yes , good faith , ev'ry dram of ...
... look thro ? thee . Give me thy hand . Par . My Lord , you give me moft egregious indig nity . Laf . Ay , with all my heart , and thou art worthy of it . Par . I have not , my Lord , deferv'd it . Laf . Yes , good faith , ev'ry dram of ...
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... look upon his boot , and fing ; mend his ruff , and fing ; ask queftions , and fing ; pick his teeth , and fing . I knew a man that had this trick of melancholy , fold a goodly manor for a fong . Count . Let me fee what he writes , and ...
... look upon his boot , and fing ; mend his ruff , and fing ; ask queftions , and fing ; pick his teeth , and fing . I knew a man that had this trick of melancholy , fold a goodly manor for a fong . Count . Let me fee what he writes , and ...
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... Look on this letter , Madam ; here's my pass- port . When thou canst get the ring upon my finger , which ne ver fhall come off ; and fhew me a child begotten of thy body that I am father to , then call me husband : but in fuch a Then I ...
... Look on this letter , Madam ; here's my pass- port . When thou canst get the ring upon my finger , which ne ver fhall come off ; and fhew me a child begotten of thy body that I am father to , then call me husband : but in fuch a Then I ...
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Стр. 246 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Стр. 376 - 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. 133 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Стр. 407 - 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. 97 - 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.