The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Том 1 |
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To be in love , where scorn is bought with groans ; Coy looks with heart - sore
sighs ; one fading moment ' s mirth With twenty watchful , weary , tedious nights ;
If haply won , perhaps a hapless gain ; If lost , why then a grievous labour won ...
To be in love , where scorn is bought with groans ; Coy looks with heart - sore
sighs ; one fading moment ' s mirth With twenty watchful , weary , tedious nights ;
If haply won , perhaps a hapless gain ; If lost , why then a grievous labour won ...
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Thou , Julia , thou hast metamorphos ' d me ; Made me neglect my studies , lose
my time , War with good counsel , set the world at nought ; Made wit with musing
weak , heart sick with thought . Enter SPEED . SPEED . Sir Proteus , save you ...
Thou , Julia , thou hast metamorphos ' d me ; Made me neglect my studies , lose
my time , War with good counsel , set the world at nought ; Made wit with musing
weak , heart sick with thought . Enter SPEED . SPEED . Sir Proteus , save you ...
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Here is her hand , the agent of her heart ; Here is her oath for love , her honour ' s
pawn : O , that our fathers would applaud our loves , To seal our happiness with
their consents ! O heavenly Julia ! Ant . How now ? what letter are you reading ...
Here is her hand , the agent of her heart ; Here is her oath for love , her honour ' s
pawn : O , that our fathers would applaud our loves , To seal our happiness with
their consents ! O heavenly Julia ! Ant . How now ? what letter are you reading ...
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Re - enter PANTHINO . Pan . Sir Proteus , your father calls for you ; He is in haste
; therefore , I pray you go . Pro . Why , this it is ! my heart accords thereto ; And yet
a thousand times it answers , No . ( Exeunt . We [ Street in Milan . ) ACT II .
Re - enter PANTHINO . Pan . Sir Proteus , your father calls for you ; He is in haste
; therefore , I pray you go . Pro . Why , this it is ! my heart accords thereto ; And yet
a thousand times it answers , No . ( Exeunt . We [ Street in Milan . ) ACT II .
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... me With bitter fasts , with penitential groans , With nightly tears , and daily heart
- sore sighs ; For , in revenge of my contempt of love , Love hath chas ' d sleep
from my enthralled eyes , And made them watchers of mine own heart ' s sorrow .
... me With bitter fasts , with penitential groans , With nightly tears , and daily heart
- sore sighs ; For , in revenge of my contempt of love , Love hath chas ' d sleep
from my enthralled eyes , And made them watchers of mine own heart ' s sorrow .
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