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... Duke's court in Florence . [ Exit . Flourish . Enter the Duke of Florence , Bertram , Drum and Trumpets , Soldiers , Parolles . Duke . The General of our Horfe thou art , and we , Great in our hope , lay our best love and credence Upon ...
... Duke's court in Florence . [ Exit . Flourish . Enter the Duke of Florence , Bertram , Drum and Trumpets , Soldiers , Parolles . Duke . The General of our Horfe thou art , and we , Great in our hope , lay our best love and credence Upon ...
43 psl.
... Duke's brother . We have loft our labour , they are gone a contrary way : hark , you may know by their trumpets . Mar. Come , let's return again , and fuffice ourselves with the report of it . Well , Diana , take heed of this French ...
... Duke's brother . We have loft our labour , they are gone a contrary way : hark , you may know by their trumpets . Mar. Come , let's return again , and fuffice ourselves with the report of it . Well , Diana , take heed of this French ...
45 psl.
... Duke's eldest fon ; That , Efcalus . Hel . Which is the Frenchman ? Dia . He ; That with the plume ; ' tis a moft gallant fellow ; I would he lov'd his wife ! if he were honefter , He were much goodlier . Is't not a handfome gentle- man ...
... Duke's eldest fon ; That , Efcalus . Hel . Which is the Frenchman ? Dia . He ; That with the plume ; ' tis a moft gallant fellow ; I would he lov'd his wife ! if he were honefter , He were much goodlier . Is't not a handfome gentle- man ...
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... Duke fhall both fpeak of it , and extend to you what further becomes his greatnefs , even to the utmost fyllable of your worthinefs . Par . By the hand of a foldier , I will undertake it . Ber . But you must not now flumber in it . Par ...
... Duke fhall both fpeak of it , and extend to you what further becomes his greatnefs , even to the utmost fyllable of your worthinefs . Par . By the hand of a foldier , I will undertake it . Ber . But you must not now flumber in it . Par ...
57 psl.
... Duke in the street , Sir , of whom he hath taken a folemn leave : his Lordship will next morning morning for France . The Duke hath offer'd him letters Sc . 3 . 5 7 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
... Duke in the street , Sir , of whom he hath taken a folemn leave : his Lordship will next morning morning for France . The Duke hath offer'd him letters Sc . 3 . 5 7 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
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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.
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.