Dramatic Works of ShakespeareWilliam Paterson, 1883 |
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... hand went together : And what he thought , he uttered with that easinesse , that wee have scarse received from him a blot in his papers . But it is not our province , who onely gather his works , and give them you , to praise him . It ...
... hand went together : And what he thought , he uttered with that easinesse , that wee have scarse received from him a blot in his papers . But it is not our province , who onely gather his works , and give them you , to praise him . It ...
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... hands , which you so clapt , go now , and wring You Britaines brave ; for done are Shakespeares dayes : His dayes are done , that made the dainty Playes , Which made the Globe of heav'n and earth to ring . Dry'de is that veine , dry'd ...
... hands , which you so clapt , go now , and wring You Britaines brave ; for done are Shakespeares dayes : His dayes are done , that made the dainty Playes , Which made the Globe of heav'n and earth to ring . Dry'de is that veine , dry'd ...
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... hands reach foorth milke , creame , fruites , or what they have and many Nations ( we have heard ) that had not gummes and incense , obtained their requests with a leavened Cake . It was no fault to approch their Gods , by what meanes ...
... hands reach foorth milke , creame , fruites , or what they have and many Nations ( we have heard ) that had not gummes and incense , obtained their requests with a leavened Cake . It was no fault to approch their Gods , by what meanes ...
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... hand a rope more , use your authoritie : If you cannot , give thankes you have liv'd so long , and make your selfe readie in your Cabine for the mischance of the houre , if it so hap . Cheerely good hearts : out of our way I say . Exit ...
... hand a rope more , use your authoritie : If you cannot , give thankes you have liv'd so long , and make your selfe readie in your Cabine for the mischance of the houre , if it so hap . Cheerely good hearts : out of our way I say . Exit ...
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... hand And plucke my Magick garment from me : So , Lye there my Art : wipe thou thine eyes , have comfort , The direfull spectacle of the wracke which touch'd The very vertue of compassion in thee : I have with such provision in mine Art ...
... hand And plucke my Magick garment from me : So , Lye there my Art : wipe thou thine eyes , have comfort , The direfull spectacle of the wracke which touch'd The very vertue of compassion in thee : I have with such provision in mine Art ...
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Страница 55 - With his own bolt : the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let 'em forth By my so potent art.
Страница 232 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are?
Страница 247 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Страница 396 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Страница 41 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Страница vi - Yet must I not give nature all; thy art, My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part; For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, Such as thine are, and strike the second heat Upon the muses...