The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Band 3 |
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Be thou blest , Bertram , and fucceed thy father In manners as in shape : thy blood and virtue Contend for Empire in thee , and thy goodness Share with thy birth - right ! Love all , trust a few , Do wrong to none ; be able for thine ...
Be thou blest , Bertram , and fucceed thy father In manners as in shape : thy blood and virtue Contend for Empire in thee , and thy goodness Share with thy birth - right ! Love all , trust a few , Do wrong to none ; be able for thine ...
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Little Helen , farewel ; if I can remember thee , I will think of thee at court . Hel . Monfieur Parolles , you were born under a cha- ritable far . Far . Under Mars , I. Hah Hel . I especially think , under Mars .
Little Helen , farewel ; if I can remember thee , I will think of thee at court . Hel . Monfieur Parolles , you were born under a cha- ritable far . Far . Under Mars , I. Hah Hel . I especially think , under Mars .
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I am fo full of bufineffes , as I cannot answer . thee acutely : I will return perfect courtier ; in the which , my inftruction fhall ferve to naturalize thee , fo , thou wilt be capable of courtiers counfel , and under .. ftand what ...
I am fo full of bufineffes , as I cannot answer . thee acutely : I will return perfect courtier ; in the which , my inftruction fhall ferve to naturalize thee , fo , thou wilt be capable of courtiers counfel , and under .. ftand what ...
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I would , I had ; fo I had broke thy pate , And afk'd thee mercy for't . Laf . Goodfaith , across : -but , my good Lord , ' tis thus ; Will you be cur'd of your infirmity ? King . No. Laf O , will you eat no grapes , my royal fox ?
I would , I had ; fo I had broke thy pate , And afk'd thee mercy for't . Laf . Goodfaith , across : -but , my good Lord , ' tis thus ; Will you be cur'd of your infirmity ? King . No. Laf O , will you eat no grapes , my royal fox ?
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I cannot give thee lefs , to be call'd grateful ; Thou thought'ft to help me , and fuch thanks I give , As one near death to those that with him live ; But what at full I know , thou know'ft no part ;: I knowing all my peril , thou no ...
I cannot give thee lefs , to be call'd grateful ; Thou thought'ft to help me , and fuch thanks I give , As one near death to those that with him live ; But what at full I know , thou know'ft no part ;: I knowing all my peril , thou no ...
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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.