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IN diffevering my fon from me , I bury a fe Count . cond hufband . Ber . And I in going , Madam , weep o'er my father's death anew ; but I must attend his Majefty's command , to whom I am now in ward , evermore in fubjection .
IN diffevering my fon from me , I bury a fe Count . cond hufband . Ber . And I in going , Madam , weep o'er my father's death anew ; but I must attend his Majefty's command , to whom I am now in ward , evermore in fubjection .
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He hatl . abandon'd his phyficians , Madam , un- der whofe practices he hath perfecuted time with hope ; and finds no other advantage in the procefs , but only the lofing of hope by time . Count . This young gentlewoman had a father ...
He hatl . abandon'd his phyficians , Madam , un- der whofe practices he hath perfecuted time with hope ; and finds no other advantage in the procefs , but only the lofing of hope by time . Count . This young gentlewoman had a father ...
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Madam , I defire your holy wishes . Laf . How understand we that ? Count . Be thou blefs'd , Bertram , and fucceed thy father In manners as in shape ! thy blood and virtue Contend for empire in thee , and thy goodness Share with thy ...
Madam , I defire your holy wishes . Laf . How understand we that ? Count . Be thou blefs'd , Bertram , and fucceed thy father In manners as in shape ! thy blood and virtue Contend for empire in thee , and thy goodness Share with thy ...
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Madam , the care I have had to even your con- tent , I wish might be found in the calendar of my paft endeavours ; for then we wound our modefty , and make foul the clearness of our defervings , when of ourselves we publish them .
Madam , the care I have had to even your con- tent , I wish might be found in the calendar of my paft endeavours ; for then we wound our modefty , and make foul the clearness of our defervings , when of ourselves we publish them .
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I am out of friends , Madam , and I hope to have friends for my wife's fake . Count . Such friends are thine enemies , knave . Clo . Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary ...
I am out of friends , Madam , and I hope to have friends for my wife's fake . Count . Such friends are thine enemies , knave . Clo . Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary ...
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The Works Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1769 |
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324 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.
248 psl. - By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
324 psl. - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
330 psl. - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
57 psl. - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Bibliografinė informacija
| Pavadinimas | Works, 3 tomas Works, William Shakespeare |
| Autorius | William Shakespeare |
| Leidėjas | Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
| Originalas iš | Niujorko viešoji biblioteka |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 29 gruodžio 2006 |
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