The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, 1740 |
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... changes to the Court of France . Laf [ 11 ) Enter Bertram , Lafeu , and Parolles . [ " ) T HEY fay , miracles are paft ; and we have our philofophical perfons to make modern , and familiar , things fupernatural and causeless . ( 11 ) ...
... changes to the Court of France . Laf [ 11 ) Enter Bertram , Lafeu , and Parolles . [ " ) T HEY fay , miracles are paft ; and we have our philofophical perfons to make modern , and familiar , things fupernatural and causeless . ( 11 ) ...
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... Shall on them fettle . You know your places well . When better fall , for your avails they fell ; To - morrow , to the field . [ Exeunt . SCENE SCENE changes to Roufillon , in France . IT Enter All's well , that Ends well . 47.
... Shall on them fettle . You know your places well . When better fall , for your avails they fell ; To - morrow , to the field . [ Exeunt . SCENE SCENE changes to Roufillon , in France . IT Enter All's well , that Ends well . 47.
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... changes to Roufillon , in France . IT Enter Countefs , and Clown . Count . TT hath happen'd , all as I would have had it ; fave , that he comes not along with her . Clo . By my troth , I take my young Lord to be a very melancholy man ...
... changes to Roufillon , in France . IT Enter Countefs , and Clown . Count . TT hath happen'd , all as I would have had it ; fave , that he comes not along with her . Clo . By my troth , I take my young Lord to be a very melancholy man ...
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... change our courtefies . Will you draw near ? [ Exeunt Countess and Gentlemen . Hel . ' Till I have no wife , I have nothing in France . Nothing in France , until he has no wife ! Thou Thou shalt have none , Roufillon , none in France 50 ...
... change our courtefies . Will you draw near ? [ Exeunt Countess and Gentlemen . Hel . ' Till I have no wife , I have nothing in France . Nothing in France , until he has no wife ! Thou Thou shalt have none , Roufillon , none in France 50 ...
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... changes to the Duke's Court in Florence . Flourish . Enter the Duke of Florence , Bertram , Drum and Trumpets , Soldiers , Parolles . HE General of our Horfe thou art , and Duke . THE we , Great in our hope , lay our best love and ...
... changes to the Duke's Court in Florence . Flourish . Enter the Duke of Florence , Bertram , Drum and Trumpets , Soldiers , Parolles . HE General of our Horfe thou art , and Duke . THE we , Great in our hope , lay our best love and ...
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70 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.
137 psl. - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
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295 psl. - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
384 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.
283 psl. - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
101 psl. - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
419 psl. - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.