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Twas pretty , though a plague , To fee him every hour ; to fit , and draw His arched brows , his hawking eye , his curts , In our heart's table ; heart too capable Of every line and trick of his fweet favour !
Twas pretty , though a plague , To fee him every hour ; to fit , and draw His arched brows , his hawking eye , his curts , In our heart's table ; heart too capable Of every line and trick of his fweet favour !
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What power is it which mounts my love fo high , That makes me fee , and cannot feed mine eye ? * The mightiest space in fortune nature brings To join like likes , and kiss like native things . Impoffible be ftrange attempts to thofe ...
What power is it which mounts my love fo high , That makes me fee , and cannot feed mine eye ? * The mightiest space in fortune nature brings To join like likes , and kiss like native things . Impoffible be ftrange attempts to thofe ...
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Her eye Hel . What is your pleasure , Madam ? Count . Helen , you know , I am a mother to you . Hel . ... I am thy mother ? what's the matter , That this diftemper'd meffenger of wet , The many - colour'd Iris , rounds thine eyes ?
Her eye Hel . What is your pleasure , Madam ? Count . Helen , you know , I am a mother to you . Hel . ... I am thy mother ? what's the matter , That this diftemper'd meffenger of wet , The many - colour'd Iris , rounds thine eyes ?
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For , look , thy cheeks Confefs it one to th ' other ; and thine eyes See it fo grofsly fhown in thy behaviour , That in their kind they speak it : only fin And hellish obftinacy tie thy tongue , That truth fhould ...
For , look , thy cheeks Confefs it one to th ' other ; and thine eyes See it fo grofsly fhown in thy behaviour , That in their kind they speak it : only fin And hellish obftinacy tie thy tongue , That truth fhould ...
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... And of his old experience th ' only darling , He bade me store up , as a triple eye , Safer than mine own two : more dear I have fo ; And hearing your high Majesty is touch'd With that malignant caufe , wherein the honour Of my dear ...
... And of his old experience th ' only darling , He bade me store up , as a triple eye , Safer than mine own two : more dear I have fo ; And hearing your high Majesty is touch'd With that malignant caufe , wherein the honour Of my dear ...
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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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bear better blood bring brother Changes comes Count court daughter dear death doth Dromio Duke ears Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith father fear fellow fhall fhould fince fome fool fortune foul fpeak France ftand fuch fweet give gone hand hath hear heart heav'n hold honour hope hour I'll John keep King Lady leave live look Lord Madam mafter marry mean moft mother muft muſt nature never Paul peace Phil poor pray Prince Queen ring SCENE ſhall ſpeak tell thanks thee thefe there's theſe thine thing thou art thought tongue true whofe wife young
Populiarios ištraukos
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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