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297 psl. - Our love was new, and then but in the spring, When I was wont to greet it with my lays; As Philomel in summer's front doth sing, And stops her pipe in growth of riper days: Not that the summer is less pleasant now Than...
201 psl. - Where is the man who has the power and skill To stem the torrent of a woman's will ? For if she will, she will, you may depend on't. And if she won't, she won't; so there's an end on't.
60 psl. - No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
310 psl. - Signior Donado, you have said enough, I understand you; but would have you know I will not force my daughter 'gainst her will. You see I have but two, a son and her; And he is so devoted to his book, As I must tell you true, I doubt his health: Should he miscarry, all my hopes rely Upon my girl.
153 psl. - Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee, Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane: O, answer me: Let me not burst in ignorance!
259 psl. - Wherein I had part with him ; sir, be cheerful, 'Tis not the reeling fortune of great state, Or low condition, that I cast mine eye at, It is the man I seek, the rest I lose, As things unworthy to be kept or noted ; Fortunes are but the outsides of true worth, It is the mind that sets his master forth.
134 psl. - Fly, fly, profane fogs, far hence fly away, Taint not the pure streams of the springing day With your dull influence ; it is for you To sit and scowl upon night's heavy brow ; Not on the fresh cheeks of the virgin morn...
208 psl. - I'll thunder you in pieces : I will teach you How to beware to tempt a Fury again, That carries tempest in his hand and voice. Face. The place has made you valiant.