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... fortune , and the favour of the King Smile upon this contract ; whofe ceremony Shall feem expedient on the now - born brief , And be perform'd to - night ; the folemn feaft : Shall more attend upon the coming fpace , Expecting abfent ...
... fortune , and the favour of the King Smile upon this contract ; whofe ceremony Shall feem expedient on the now - born brief , And be perform'd to - night ; the folemn feaft : Shall more attend upon the coming fpace , Expecting abfent ...
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... fortune . Par . You had my prayers to lead them on ; and to keep them on , have them till . O , my knave , how does my old Lady ? Clo . So that you had her wrinkles and I her money ,, I would , he did , as you - fay . Par . Why , I fay ...
... fortune . Par . You had my prayers to lead them on ; and to keep them on , have them till . O , my knave , how does my old Lady ? Clo . So that you had her wrinkles and I her money ,, I would , he did , as you - fay . Par . Why , I fay ...
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... , come , no more of that . Hel . And ever shall With true obfervance feek to eke out that , Wherein tow'rd me my homely ftars have fail'd To To equal my great fortune . Farewel ; hie home ALL's well , that ENDS well . 47.
... , come , no more of that . Hel . And ever shall With true obfervance feek to eke out that , Wherein tow'rd me my homely ftars have fail'd To To equal my great fortune . Farewel ; hie home ALL's well , that ENDS well . 47.
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... fortune . Farewel ; hie home . Ber . Let that go :: My hafte is very great . Hel . Pray , Sir , your pardon . Ber . Well , what would you fay ? Hel . I am not worthy of the wealth I owe ; Nor dare I fay , ' tis mine , and yet it is ...
... fortune . Farewel ; hie home . Ber . Let that go :: My hafte is very great . Hel . Pray , Sir , your pardon . Ber . Well , what would you fay ? Hel . I am not worthy of the wealth I owe ; Nor dare I fay , ' tis mine , and yet it is ...
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... fortune . [ credence Ber . Sir , it is A charge too heavy for my ftrength ; but yet We'll ftrive to hear it for your worthy fake , To th ' extreme edge of hazard . Duke . Then go forth , And fortune play upon thy profp'rous helm , As ...
... fortune . [ credence Ber . Sir , it is A charge too heavy for my ftrength ; but yet We'll ftrive to hear it for your worthy fake , To th ' extreme edge of hazard . Duke . Then go forth , And fortune play upon thy profp'rous helm , As ...
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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.