The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Band 3 |
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Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marry . Clo . My poor body , Madam , requires it . I am driven on by the flesh ; and he must needs go , that the devil drives . Count . Is this all your worship's reason 3 : Cb . Faith , Madam , I have ...
Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marry . Clo . My poor body , Madam , requires it . I am driven on by the flesh ; and he must needs go , that the devil drives . Count . Is this all your worship's reason 3 : Cb . Faith , Madam , I have ...
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Sirrah , tell my gentlewoman I would fpeak with her , Helen I mean . Clo . " Was this fair face the cause , quoth the ( 6 ) , ( 6 ) Was this fair face the caufe , quotb fbe Why the Grecians facked Troy ? [ Singing Why 64 Was this King ...
Sirrah , tell my gentlewoman I would fpeak with her , Helen I mean . Clo . " Was this fair face the cause , quoth the ( 6 ) , ( 6 ) Was this fair face the caufe , quotb fbe Why the Grecians facked Troy ? [ Singing Why 64 Was this King ...
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Who then ? why , the " hiftorians tell us it was Paris , who was his favourite fon . And " how natural was it , when this be ( whoever he was , ) had faid , " was this the face that ruin'd Trey to fall into a moral reflection , and fay ...
Who then ? why , the " hiftorians tell us it was Paris , who was his favourite fon . And " how natural was it , when this be ( whoever he was , ) had faid , " was this the face that ruin'd Trey to fall into a moral reflection , and fay ...
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Now I fee ( 9 ) The myft'ry of your loneliness , and find Your falt tears head ; now to all fenfe ' tis grofs , You love my fon ; invention is afham'd , Against the proclamation of thy paffion , To fay , thou dost not ; therefore tell ...
Now I fee ( 9 ) The myft'ry of your loneliness , and find Your falt tears head ; now to all fenfe ' tis grofs , You love my fon ; invention is afham'd , Against the proclamation of thy paffion , To fay , thou dost not ; therefore tell ...
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Wherefore tell true . Hel I will tell truth ; by grace itself , I fwear You know , my father left me fome prescriptions Of rare and prov'd effects ; fuch as his reading And manifeft experience had collected For general fov'reignty ...
Wherefore tell true . Hel I will tell truth ; by grace itself , I fwear You know , my father left me fome prescriptions Of rare and prov'd effects ; fuch as his reading And manifeft experience had collected For general fov'reignty ...
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Seite 103 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Seite 396 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Seite 260 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Seite 142 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.