The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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... lives not his epitaph , As in your royal speech . King . Would I were with him ! he would always fay , ( Methinks I ... live ( quoth he ) After my flame lacks oil ; to be the fnuff Of younger fpirits , whofe apprehenfive fenfes All but ...
... lives not his epitaph , As in your royal speech . King . Would I were with him ! he would always fay , ( Methinks I ... live ( quoth he ) After my flame lacks oil ; to be the fnuff Of younger fpirits , whofe apprehenfive fenfes All but ...
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... my dear lord he is ; and I His fervant live , and will his vaffal die : He must not be my brother.- Count . Nor I your mother ? Hel . You are my mother , Madam ; would B 2 Sc . 7 . 15 All's well that ends well . neft ...
... my dear lord he is ; and I His fervant live , and will his vaffal die : He must not be my brother.- Count . Nor I your mother ? Hel . You are my mother , Madam ; would B 2 Sc . 7 . 15 All's well that ends well . neft ...
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... lives fweetly where she dies . Count . Had you not lately an intent , fpeak truly , To go to Paris ? Hel . Madam , I had . Count . Wherefore tell true . Hel . I will tell truth ; by grace itself , I fwear . You know , my father left me ...
... lives fweetly where she dies . Count . Had you not lately an intent , fpeak truly , To go to Paris ? Hel . Madam , I had . Count . Wherefore tell true . Hel . I will tell truth ; by grace itself , I fwear . You know , my father left me ...
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... live or die , be you the fons Of worthy Frenchmen ; let Higher Italy ( Thofe ' bated that inherit but the fall Of the laft monarchy † ) fee , that you come Not to woo Honour , but to wed it ; when The braveft queftant fhrinks , find ...
... live or die , be you the fons Of worthy Frenchmen ; let Higher Italy ( Thofe ' bated that inherit but the fall Of the laft monarchy † ) fee , that you come Not to woo Honour , but to wed it ; when The braveft queftant fhrinks , find ...
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... live , and observe his reports of me . 2 Lord . We fhall , noble Captain . Par . Mars doat on you for his novices ? what will ye do ? Ber . Stay ; the King- [ Exeunt Lords . Par . Ufe a more fpacious ceremony to the Noble Lords , you ...
... live , and observe his reports of me . 2 Lord . We fhall , noble Captain . Par . Mars doat on you for his novices ? what will ye do ? Ber . Stay ; the King- [ Exeunt Lords . Par . Ufe a more fpacious ceremony to the Noble Lords , you ...
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The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1771 |
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330 psl. - 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.
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