The works of Shakespear [ed. by sir T.Hanmer]., Band 3J. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Hodges, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, B. Dod, and C. Corbet, 1750 |
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... these days . Clo . The more pity that fools may not speak wisely what wise men do foolishly . Cel . By my troth , thou say'st true ; for fince the little wit that fools have was filenc'd , the little foolery that wise men have makes a ...
... these days . Clo . The more pity that fools may not speak wisely what wise men do foolishly . Cel . By my troth , thou say'st true ; for fince the little wit that fools have was filenc'd , the little foolery that wise men have makes a ...
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... these presents . Le Beu . The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles the Duke's wrestler , which Charles in a moment threw him , and broke three of his ribs , that there is little hope of life in him : so he ferv'd the second , and ...
... these presents . Le Beu . The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles the Duke's wrestler , which Charles in a moment threw him , and broke three of his ribs , that there is little hope of life in him : so he ferv'd the second , and ...
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... these weights upon my tongue ? I cannot speak to her ; yet she urg'd conference . Enter Le Beu . O poor Orlando ? thou art overthrown ; Or Charles , or fomething weaker , masters thee . Le Beu . Good Sir , I do in friendship counsel you ...
... these weights upon my tongue ? I cannot speak to her ; yet she urg'd conference . Enter Le Beu . O poor Orlando ? thou art overthrown ; Or Charles , or fomething weaker , masters thee . Le Beu . Good Sir , I do in friendship counsel you ...
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... these burs are in my heart . Cel . Hem them away . Rof . I would try , if I could cry hem , and have him . Cel . Come , come , wrestle with thy affections . Rof . O , they take the part of a better wrestler than my self . Cel . O , a ...
... these burs are in my heart . Cel . Hem them away . Rof . I would try , if I could cry hem , and have him . Cel . Come , come , wrestle with thy affections . Rof . O , they take the part of a better wrestler than my self . Cel . O , a ...
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... these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam , The feafon's difference ; as , the icie phang , And churlish chiding of the winter's wind , Which when it bites and blows upon my body ...
... these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam , The feafon's difference ; as , the icie phang , And churlish chiding of the winter's wind , Which when it bites and blows upon my body ...
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Seite 30 - 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 29 - Good morrow, fool,' quoth I : ' No, sir,' quoth he, ' Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune. ' And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, ' It is ten o'clock : Thus may we see...
Seite 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe ; And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience;— Too little payment for so great a debt.
Seite 201 - 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 21 - To-day my Lord of Amiens, and myself, Did steal behind him as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Seite 20 - 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 253 - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek; she pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We men may say more, swear more: but indeed Our shows are more than will; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love.
Seite 20 - 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...