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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... nature's , these are ours : this thorn Doth to our rofe of youth rightly belong ; Our blood to us , this to our blood , is born ; It is the fhow and feal of nature's truth , Where love's ftrong paffion is impreft in youth ; Love , no ...
... nature's , these are ours : this thorn Doth to our rofe of youth rightly belong ; Our blood to us , this to our blood , is born ; It is the fhow and feal of nature's truth , Where love's ftrong paffion is impreft in youth ; Love , no ...
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... nature ; and choice breeds A native flip to us from foreign feeds . You ne'er oppreft me with a mother's groan , Yet I exprefs to you a mother's care : God's mercy ! maiden , do's it curd thy blood , To fay , I am thy mother ? what's ...
... nature ; and choice breeds A native flip to us from foreign feeds . You ne'er oppreft me with a mother's groan , Yet I exprefs to you a mother's care : God's mercy ! maiden , do's it curd thy blood , To fay , I am thy mother ? what's ...
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... nature From her unaidable eftate : we must not So ftain our judgment , or corrupt our hope , To proftitute our paft - cure malady To empericks ; or to diffever fo Our great felf and our credit , to esteem A fenfelefs help , when help ...
... nature From her unaidable eftate : we must not So ftain our judgment , or corrupt our hope , To proftitute our paft - cure malady To empericks ; or to diffever fo Our great felf and our credit , to esteem A fenfelefs help , when help ...
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... nature fhe's immediate heir ; ( 13 ) From lowest Place , whence virtuous Things proceed , The Place is dignified by th ' Doer's Deed . ] " Tis ftrange , that none of the Editors could perceive , that both the Senti- ment and Grammar are ...
... nature fhe's immediate heir ; ( 13 ) From lowest Place , whence virtuous Things proceed , The Place is dignified by th ' Doer's Deed . ] " Tis ftrange , that none of the Editors could perceive , that both the Senti- ment and Grammar are ...
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... natures . Farewel , Monfieur , I have spoken better of you , than you have or will deferve at my hand , but we muft do good against evil . Par . An idle lord , I swear . Ber . I think fo . Par . Why , do you not know him ? [ Exit ...
... natures . Farewel , Monfieur , I have spoken better of you , than you have or will deferve at my hand , but we muft do good against evil . Par . An idle lord , I swear . Ber . I think fo . Par . Why , do you not know him ? [ Exit ...
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