The works of Shakespeare, with corrections and illustr. from various commentators, 3 tomas |
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... fome twelve months fince , then leaving In the protection of his fon , her brother , Who fhortly alfo dy'd ; for whose dear love , They say , the hath abjur'd the fight And company of men . Vio . O , that I ferv'd that lady , And might ...
... fome twelve months fince , then leaving In the protection of his fon , her brother , Who fhortly alfo dy'd ; for whose dear love , They say , the hath abjur'd the fight And company of men . Vio . O , that I ferv'd that lady , And might ...
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... , it was form'd under the star of a galliard . Sir And . Ay , ' tis ftrong , and it does indifferent well in a flame - colour'd stocking . Shall we fet about fome revels ? Sir To . What fhall we do elfe ? were Sc . 4 . WHAT YOU WILL .
... , it was form'd under the star of a galliard . Sir And . Ay , ' tis ftrong , and it does indifferent well in a flame - colour'd stocking . Shall we fet about fome revels ? Sir To . What fhall we do elfe ? were Sc . 4 . WHAT YOU WILL .
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... fome hour before you took me from the breach of the fea , was my fifter drown'd . Ant . Alas , the day ! Seb . A lady , Sir , though it was faid fhe much re- fembled me , was yet of many accounted beautiful ; but though I could not with ...
... fome hour before you took me from the breach of the fea , was my fifter drown'd . Ant . Alas , the day ! Seb . A lady , Sir , though it was faid fhe much re- fembled me , was yet of many accounted beautiful ; but though I could not with ...
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... fome dogs will catch well . Sir And . Moft certain ? let our catch be , Thou knave . Clo . Hold thy peace , thou knave , knight . I fhall be constrain'd in't , to call thee knave , knight . Sir And . ' Tis not the first time I have ...
... fome dogs will catch well . Sir And . Moft certain ? let our catch be , Thou knave . Clo . Hold thy peace , thou knave , knight . I fhall be constrain'd in't , to call thee knave , knight . Sir And . ' Tis not the first time I have ...
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... fome obfcure epiftles of love , wherein , by the colour of his beard , the fhape of his leg , the manner of his gait , the ex- preflure of his eye , forehead , and complection , he hall find himself moft feelingly perfonated . I can ...
... fome obfcure epiftles of love , wherein , by the colour of his beard , the fhape of his leg , the manner of his gait , the ex- preflure of his eye , forehead , and complection , he hall find himself moft feelingly perfonated . I can ...
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29 psl. - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We...
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3 psl. - 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.