 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 600 страници
...want of rain ; which I could well Bcteem them from the tempeft of mine eyes. Ljf. Hernia, for ought that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, The courfe of true love never did run fmooth > But, either, it was different in blood Her. O crofc I -- too high, to be... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 582 страници
...want of rain, which I could well Beteem them from the tempeft of mine eyes. Lyf. Hermia, for ought that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, The courfe of true love never did run fmooth, But either it was different in blood — — Her. O crofs! too high, to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 576 страници
...Belike, for want of rain ; which I could well 7 Beteem them from the tempeft of mine eyes. Lyf. Hermia, for aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, The courfe of true love never did run finooth ; But, either it was different in blood < Her. O crofs ! too high, to be... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 550 страници
...Belike, for want of rain ; which I could well 7 Beteem them from the tempeft of mine eyes. Lyf. Hermia, for aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, The courfe of true love never did run fmooth ; But, either it was different in blood • Her. O crofs ! — — too high,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 494 страници
...Belike, for want of rain; which I could well Beteem them from the tempeft of mine eyes. Lyf. Hermia, for aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, The courfe of true love never did run fmooth ; But, either, it was different in blood Her. Ocrofs! - too high, to be enthrall'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 474 страници
...Belike, for want of rain; which I could well J Beteem them from the tempeft of mine eyes. Lyf. Ah me, * for aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, Thecourfe of true love never did run fmooth. But, either it was different in blood, "War, death, or... | |
 | George Anne Bellamy - 1786 - 240 страници
...Shakfpere in the following beautiful lines, or from fome other caufe, I will not pretead to Iky : — T— For aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, The courfe of true love never did run fmooth j But either it was different in blood ; Or elfe mifgrafted in refpeft of... | |
 | George Anne Bellamy - 1786 - 244 страници
...Shakfpere in the following beautiful lines, or from fome other caufe, 1 will- not pretead to fay : —For aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, The courfe of true love never did run frnooth j. But either it was different in blood j Or elfe mifgrafted in refpeft... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1787 - 694 страници
...I could well '' Beteem them from the tempeft of mine eyes. Lyf. Ah me ! for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, The courfe of true love never did run fmooth. But, either it was different in blood ; m Beteem tbem]—difcharge, pour... | |
 | Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 страници
...Love is perjur'd every where. Midjummer Night's Dream, A. i, S. i. Ah me I for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, The courfe of true love never did run fmooth. Midfummer Night's Dream, A. i^ SI Things bafe and vile, holding no quantity,... | |
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Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her. 
