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... feems the quarrel Upon your Grace's part ; but black and fearful On the oppofer . [ heard Duke . Therefore we marvel much our coufin France Would , in fo just a business , shut his bofom Againft our borrowing prayers . 2 Lord . Good my ...
... feems the quarrel Upon your Grace's part ; but black and fearful On the oppofer . [ heard Duke . Therefore we marvel much our coufin France Would , in fo just a business , shut his bofom Againft our borrowing prayers . 2 Lord . Good my ...
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... water.- [ Exit . -Is not this a ftrange fellow , my Lord , that fo confidently feems to undertake this bufinefs , which he knows is not to to be done ; damns himfelf to do it , 48 A & III . ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
... water.- [ Exit . -Is not this a ftrange fellow , my Lord , that fo confidently feems to undertake this bufinefs , which he knows is not to to be done ; damns himfelf to do it , 48 A & III . ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
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... feems well ; and if it end fo meet , The bitter paft , more welcome is the sweet . EPILOGUE , [ To Diana [ Exeunt . SPOKEN BY THE KING .. The King's a beggar , now the play is done :: All is well ended , if this fuit be won , That you ...
... feems well ; and if it end fo meet , The bitter paft , more welcome is the sweet . EPILOGUE , [ To Diana [ Exeunt . SPOKEN BY THE KING .. The King's a beggar , now the play is done :: All is well ended , if this fuit be won , That you ...
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... feems to doat on me . What will become of this ! as I am man , My ftate is defperate for my mafter's love ; As Lam woman , ( now , alas the day ! ) What thriftlefs fighs fhall poor Olivia breathe ? O time , thou must untangle this , not ...
... feems to doat on me . What will become of this ! as I am man , My ftate is defperate for my mafter's love ; As Lam woman , ( now , alas the day ! ) What thriftlefs fighs fhall poor Olivia breathe ? O time , thou must untangle this , not ...
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... feems to carry a piece of fatyr upon monopolies , the cry- ing grievance of that time . The grants generally were for fourteen years ; and the petitions being referred to a committee , it was fu- fpected that money gained favourable ...
... feems to carry a piece of fatyr upon monopolies , the cry- ing grievance of that time . The grants generally were for fourteen years ; and the petitions being referred to a committee , it was fu- fpected that money gained favourable ...
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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.
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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.