Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Band 2G.G. & J. Robinson, R. Faulder, B. & J. White, J. Edwards, T. Payne, Jun. J. Walker, & J. Anderson, 1797 |
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... SALAN . Believe me , fir , had I fuch venture forth , The better part of my affections would Be with my hopes abroad . I fhould be still Plucking the grass , to know where fits the wind ; Peering in maps , for ports , and piers , and ...
... SALAN . Believe me , fir , had I fuch venture forth , The better part of my affections would Be with my hopes abroad . I fhould be still Plucking the grass , to know where fits the wind ; Peering in maps , for ports , and piers , and ...
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... SALAN . Why then you are in love . ANT . Fie , fie ! [ fad , SALAN . Not in love neither ? Then let's fay , you are Because you are not merry : and ' twere as easy For you , to laugh , and leap , and fay , you are merry , Because you ...
... SALAN . Why then you are in love . ANT . Fie , fie ! [ fad , SALAN . Not in love neither ? Then let's fay , you are Because you are not merry : and ' twere as easy For you , to laugh , and leap , and fay , you are merry , Because you ...
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... SALAN . Here comes Baffanio , your most noble kinf- Gratiano , and Lorenzo : Fare you well ; We leave you now with better company . [ man , SALAR . I would have ftaid till I had made you merry , If worthier friends had not prevented me ...
... SALAN . Here comes Baffanio , your most noble kinf- Gratiano , and Lorenzo : Fare you well ; We leave you now with better company . [ man , SALAR . I would have ftaid till I had made you merry , If worthier friends had not prevented me ...
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... SALAN . ' Tis vile , unless it may be quaintly order'd ; And better , in my mind , not undertook . LOR . ' Tis now but four a - clock ; we have two hours To furnish us ' : - Enter LAUNCELOT , with a letter . Friend Launcelot , what's ...
... SALAN . ' Tis vile , unless it may be quaintly order'd ; And better , in my mind , not undertook . LOR . ' Tis now but four a - clock ; we have two hours To furnish us ' : - Enter LAUNCELOT , with a letter . Friend Launcelot , what's ...
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... SALAN . And fo will I. LOR . Meet me , and Gratiano , At Gratiano's lodging fome hour hence . SALAR . ' Tis good we do so . [ Exeunt SALAR . and SALAN , GRA . Was not that letter from fair Jeffica ? LOR . I must needs tell thee all ...
... SALAN . And fo will I. LOR . Meet me , and Gratiano , At Gratiano's lodging fome hour hence . SALAR . ' Tis good we do so . [ Exeunt SALAR . and SALAN , GRA . Was not that letter from fair Jeffica ? LOR . I must needs tell thee all ...
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Seite 202 - The seasons' difference; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say,— This is no flattery: these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Seite 20 - Biron they call him; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal: His eye begets occasion for his wit; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Seite 202 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Seite 214 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine; And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Seite 101 - If to do were as easy as to know what were^ good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Seite 520 - But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Seite 206 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Seite 339 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Seite 139 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished! Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
Seite 55 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power; And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.