The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Band 3C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... mafter , your dear fon , may hie ; Bless him at home in peace , whilst I from far His name with zealous fervour fanctify . His taken labours bid him me forgive ; I , His 54 ALL's well , that ENDS well . SCENE changes to the Duke's Court ...
... mafter , your dear fon , may hie ; Bless him at home in peace , whilst I from far His name with zealous fervour fanctify . His taken labours bid him me forgive ; I , His 54 ALL's well , that ENDS well . SCENE changes to the Duke's Court ...
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... mafter ? Ser . He met the Duke in the ftreet , Sir , of whom he hath taken a folemn leave his Lordship will next morning for France . The Duke hath offered him let- ters of commendations to the King . 2 Lord . They fhall be no more than ...
... mafter ? Ser . He met the Duke in the ftreet , Sir , of whom he hath taken a folemn leave his Lordship will next morning for France . The Duke hath offered him let- ters of commendations to the King . 2 Lord . They fhall be no more than ...
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... mafter thou talk'st of , ferve him ftill . Clo . I am a woodland fellow , Sir , that always lov'd a great fire ; and the mafter I fpeak of ever keeps a good fire ; but , fure , he is the Prince of the world , let his nobility remain ...
... mafter thou talk'st of , ferve him ftill . Clo . I am a woodland fellow , Sir , that always lov'd a great fire ; and the mafter I fpeak of ever keeps a good fire ; but , fure , he is the Prince of the world , let his nobility remain ...
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... Mafter loves you : O , fuch love Could be but recompens'd , tho ' you were crown'd The non - pareil of beauty ! Oli . How does he love me ? Vio . With adorations , with fertile tears , With groans that thunder love , with fighs of fire ...
... Mafter loves you : O , fuch love Could be but recompens'd , tho ' you were crown'd The non - pareil of beauty ! Oli . How does he love me ? Vio . With adorations , with fertile tears , With groans that thunder love , with fighs of fire ...
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... mafter , not myfelf , lacks recompence . Love makes his heart of flint , that you fhall love , And let your fervour , like my Master's , be Plac'd in contempt ! farewel , fair cruelty . Oli What is your parentage ? Above my fortunes ...
... mafter , not myfelf , lacks recompence . Love makes his heart of flint , that you fhall love , And let your fervour , like my Master's , be Plac'd in contempt ! farewel , fair cruelty . Oli What is your parentage ? Above my fortunes ...
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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.