The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....T. Bensley, 1800 |
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... Lady gracious , hath it pleas'd To shine on my contemptible estate : Lo , whilft I waited on my tender lambs , And to fun's parching heat display'd my cheeks , God's mother deigned to appear to me ; And , in a vifion full of majefty ...
... Lady gracious , hath it pleas'd To shine on my contemptible estate : Lo , whilft I waited on my tender lambs , And to fun's parching heat display'd my cheeks , God's mother deigned to appear to me ; And , in a vifion full of majefty ...
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... lady , countess of Auvergne , With modesty admiring thy renown , By me entreats , great lord , thou wouldst ... ladies Act 11 . 27 KING HENRY VI .
... lady , countess of Auvergne , With modesty admiring thy renown , By me entreats , great lord , thou wouldst ... ladies Act 11 . 27 KING HENRY VI .
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William Shakespeare. Will turn unto a peaceful comick sport , When ladies crave to be encounter'd with.- You may not ... lady's courtesy . Come hither , captain . [ Whispers . ] - You perceive my mind . Capt . I do , my lord ; and mean ...
William Shakespeare. Will turn unto a peaceful comick sport , When ladies crave to be encounter'd with.- You may not ... lady's courtesy . Come hither , captain . [ Whispers . ] - You perceive my mind . Capt . I do , my lord ; and mean ...
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... lady craves To know the cause of your abrupt departure . Tal . Marry , for that she's in a wrong belief , to certify her , Talbot's here . I go Re - enter Porter , with keys . Count . If thou be he , then art thou prisoner . Tal ...
... lady craves To know the cause of your abrupt departure . Tal . Marry , for that she's in a wrong belief , to certify her , Talbot's here . I go Re - enter Porter , with keys . Count . If thou be he , then art thou prisoner . Tal ...
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... lady's virtuous gifts , Her beauty , and the value of her dower , - He doth intend the shall be England's queen . K. Hen . In argument and proof of which contract , Bear her this jewel , [ to the Amb . ] pledge of my affec- tion . And ...
... lady's virtuous gifts , Her beauty , and the value of her dower , - He doth intend the shall be England's queen . K. Hen . In argument and proof of which contract , Bear her this jewel , [ to the Amb . ] pledge of my affec- tion . And ...
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Страница 56 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Страница 38 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Страница 37 - This battle fares like to the morning's war, When dying clouds contend with growing light ; What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails, Can neither call it perfect day nor night.
Страница 37 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.