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... Till their own fcorn return to them unnoted , Ere they can hide their levity in honour : So like a courtier , no contempt or bitternefs Were in him ; pride or sharpness , if there were , His equal had awak'd them ; and his honour ...
... Till their own fcorn return to them unnoted , Ere they can hide their levity in honour : So like a courtier , no contempt or bitternefs Were in him ; pride or sharpness , if there were , His equal had awak'd them ; and his honour ...
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The Count Roufillon cannot be my brother ; 1 am from humble , he from honour'd name ; No note upon my parents , his all noble . My mafter , my dear lord he is ; and I His fervant live , and will his vassal die : He must not be my ...
The Count Roufillon cannot be my brother ; 1 am from humble , he from honour'd name ; No note upon my parents , his all noble . My mafter , my dear lord he is ; and I His fervant live , and will his vassal die : He must not be my ...
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Let not your hate encounter with my love , For loving where you do ; but if yourself , Whofe aged honour cites a virtuous youth , Did ever in fo true a flame of liking Wish chaftly , and love dearly , that your Dian Was both herself and ...
Let not your hate encounter with my love , For loving where you do ; but if yourself , Whofe aged honour cites a virtuous youth , Did ever in fo true a flame of liking Wish chaftly , and love dearly , that your Dian Was both herself and ...
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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 ...
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... that you come Not to woo Honour , but to wed it ; when The braveft queftant fhrinks , find what you feek , That fame may cry you loud : I fay , farewell . 2 Lord . Health at your bidding ferve your Majefty ! King .
... that you come Not to woo Honour , but to wed it ; when The braveft queftant fhrinks , find what you feek , That fame may cry you loud : I fay , farewell . 2 Lord . Health at your bidding ferve your Majefty ! King .
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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
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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.