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15 psl.
... O then give pity To her , whofe ftate is fuch , that cannot chufe But lend , and give , where fhe is fure to lose ; That feeks not to find that which fearch implies ; But , riddle - like , lives fweetly where the dies . Count .
... O then give pity To her , whofe ftate is fuch , that cannot chufe But lend , and give , where fhe is fure to lose ; That feeks not to find that which fearch implies ; But , riddle - like , lives fweetly where the dies . Count .
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There's fomething hints More than my father's fkill , ( which was the great'st Of his profeffion , ) that his good receipt Shall for my legacy be fanctified By th ' luckieft ftars in heav'n ; and , would your Honour But give me leave to ...
There's fomething hints More than my father's fkill , ( which was the great'st Of his profeffion , ) that his good receipt Shall for my legacy be fanctified By th ' luckieft ftars in heav'n ; and , would your Honour But give me leave to ...
19 psl.
... Quicken a rock , and make you dance canary With fprightly fire and motion ; whofe fimple touch 1s powerful to araife King Pepin , nay , To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand , And write to her a love - line . King .
... Quicken a rock , and make you dance canary With fprightly fire and motion ; whofe fimple touch 1s powerful to araife King Pepin , nay , To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand , And write to her a love - line . King .
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I cannot give thee lefs , to be call'd grateful ; Thou thought ' to help me , and fuch thanks I give , As one near death to thofe that with him live ; But what at full I know , thou know'st no part : I knowing all my peril , thou no art ...
I cannot give thee lefs , to be call'd grateful ; Thou thought ' to help me , and fuch thanks I give , As one near death to thofe that with him live ; But what at full I know , thou know'st no part : I knowing all my peril , thou no art ...
21 psl.
It is not fo with him that all things knows , As ' tis with us , that fquare our guefs by fhows : But moft it is prefumption in us , when The help of Heav'n we count the act of men , Dear Sir , to my endeavours give consent .
It is not fo with him that all things knows , As ' tis with us , that fquare our guefs by fhows : But moft it is prefumption in us , when The help of Heav'n we count the act of men , Dear Sir , to my endeavours give consent .
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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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