The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Том 8H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... it , nor can learn it of him .. Ben . Have you importun'd him by any means ? . Mon. Both by myself and many other friends ; But he , his own affections ' counsellor , Is to himself , I will not fay , how true ; But to himfelf fo fecret ...
... it , nor can learn it of him .. Ben . Have you importun'd him by any means ? . Mon. Both by myself and many other friends ; But he , his own affections ' counsellor , Is to himself , I will not fay , how true ; But to himfelf fo fecret ...
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... she hath fworn , that she will still live chaste ? - Róm . She hath , and in that sparing makes huge waste . For beauty , ftarv'd with her severity , Cuts beauty off from all posterity . She is too fair , too wife ; wifely too fair , To ...
... she hath fworn , that she will still live chaste ? - Róm . She hath , and in that sparing makes huge waste . For beauty , ftarv'd with her severity , Cuts beauty off from all posterity . She is too fair , too wife ; wifely too fair , To ...
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... it bitter , pretty fool , to fee it teachy , and fall out with the dug . Shake , quoth the dove - house- -'twas no need , I trow , to bid me trudge ; and fince that time it is eleven years , for then she could stand alone ; nay , by th ' ...
... it bitter , pretty fool , to fee it teachy , and fall out with the dug . Shake , quoth the dove - house- -'twas no need , I trow , to bid me trudge ; and fince that time it is eleven years , for then she could stand alone ; nay , by th ' ...
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... She is the Fancy's midwife , and she comes In shape no bigger than an agat - stone On the fore - finger of an alderman ; Drawn with a team of little atomies , Athwart mens ' nofes as they lie asleep : Her waggon - fpokes made of long ...
... She is the Fancy's midwife , and she comes In shape no bigger than an agat - stone On the fore - finger of an alderman ; Drawn with a team of little atomies , Athwart mens ' nofes as they lie asleep : Her waggon - fpokes made of long ...
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... it ; caft it off- She fpeaks , yet fhe fays nothing ; what of that ? Her eye difcourfes ; I will answer it- I am too bold , ' tis not to me the speaks : Two of the fairest stars of all the heav'n , Having fome bufinefs , do intreat her ...
... it ; caft it off- She fpeaks , yet fhe fays nothing ; what of that ? Her eye difcourfes ; I will answer it- I am too bold , ' tis not to me the speaks : Two of the fairest stars of all the heav'n , Having fome bufinefs , do intreat her ...
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Страница 231 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Страница 17 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Страница 123 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Страница 177 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Страница 185 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this?
Страница 221 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Страница 160 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Страница 261 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Страница 31 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Страница 26 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.