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... blood of France ; My low and humble name to propagate With any branch or image of thy ftate : But fuch a one thy vaffal , whom I know Is free for me to ask , thee to bestow . King . Here is my hand , the premises obferv'd , Thy will by ...
... blood of France ; My low and humble name to propagate With any branch or image of thy ftate : But fuch a one thy vaffal , whom I know Is free for me to ask , thee to bestow . King . Here is my hand , the premises obferv'd , Thy will by ...
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... blood .. 4 Lord . ( 18 ) Fair one , I think not fo .. Laf . There's one grape yet.- Par . Iam fure , thy father drunk wine.- Laf . But if thou be'eft not an ass , I am a Youth of fourteen . I have known thee already . Hel . I dare not ...
... blood .. 4 Lord . ( 18 ) Fair one , I think not fo .. Laf . There's one grape yet.- Par . Iam fure , thy father drunk wine.- Laf . But if thou be'eft not an ass , I am a Youth of fourteen . I have known thee already . Hel . I dare not ...
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... blood let forth , And more thirsts after . 1 Lord . Holy feems the quarrel Upon your Grace's part ; but black and fearful On the oppofer . Duke . Therefore we marvel much , our coufin Francs Would , in fo juft a business , shut his ...
... blood let forth , And more thirsts after . 1 Lord . Holy feems the quarrel Upon your Grace's part ; but black and fearful On the oppofer . Duke . Therefore we marvel much , our coufin Francs Would , in fo juft a business , shut his ...
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... blood , And thou art all my child . Towards Florence is he ? 2 Gen. Ay , Madam . Count . And to be a foldier ? 2 Gen. Such is his noble purpofe ; and , believe't , The Duke will lay upon him all the honour That good convenience claims ...
... blood , And thou art all my child . Towards Florence is he ? 2 Gen. Ay , Madam . Count . And to be a foldier ? 2 Gen. Such is his noble purpofe ; and , believe't , The Duke will lay upon him all the honour That good convenience claims ...
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... blood burns , how prodigal the foul Lends the tongue vows , Thefe blazes , oh , my daughter , Giving more light than heat , extinct in both Ev'n in their promise as it is a making , You must not take for fire . -In few , Ophelia , Do ...
... blood burns , how prodigal the foul Lends the tongue vows , Thefe blazes , oh , my daughter , Giving more light than heat , extinct in both Ev'n in their promise as it is a making , You must not take for fire . -In few , Ophelia , Do ...
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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 394 - 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 258 - 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.