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Would I were with him ! he would always fay , ( Methinks I hear him now ; his plaufive words He scatter'd not in ears , but grafted them To grow there , and to bear , ) Let me not live ( Thus his good melancholy oft began , On the ...
Would I were with him ! he would always fay , ( Methinks I hear him now ; his plaufive words He scatter'd not in ears , but grafted them To grow there , and to bear , ) Let me not live ( Thus his good melancholy oft began , On the ...
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I will now hear ; what fay you of this gentle- woman ? Stew . 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 ...
I will now hear ; what fay you of this gentle- woman ? Stew . 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 ...
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Make choice , and fee , Who fhuns thy love , fhuns all his love in me . Hel . Now , Dian , from thy altar do I fly , And to impartial Love , that god moft high , Do my fighs ftream . Sir , will you hear my fuit ? 1 Lord . And grant it .
Make choice , and fee , Who fhuns thy love , fhuns all his love in me . Hel . Now , Dian , from thy altar do I fly , And to impartial Love , that god moft high , Do my fighs ftream . Sir , will you hear my fuit ? 1 Lord . And grant it .
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Go thou tow'rd home , where I will never come , Whilft I can shake my fword , or hear the drum : Away , and for our flight . Par . Bravely , Couragio ! ACT III . [ Exeunt . SCENE I. The Duke's court in Florence . Flourish .
Go thou tow'rd home , where I will never come , Whilft I can shake my fword , or hear the drum : Away , and for our flight . Par . Bravely , Couragio ! ACT III . [ Exeunt . SCENE I. The Duke's court in Florence . Flourish .
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So fay I , Madam , if he run away , as I hear he does ; the danger is in ftanding to't ; that's the lofs of men , though it be the getting of children . Here they come will tell you more . For my part , I only hear your fon was run away ...
So fay I , Madam , if he run away , as I hear he does ; the danger is in ftanding to't ; that's the lofs of men , though it be the getting of children . Here they come will tell you more . For my part , I only hear your fon was run away ...
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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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