Works, Svazek 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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Strana 5
... stand for't a little , though therefore I die a virgin . Par . There's little can be faid in't ; ' tis against the rule of nature . To fpeak on the part of virginity , ' tis to accufe your mother ;, which is moft infallible difobe ...
... stand for't a little , though therefore I die a virgin . Par . There's little can be faid in't ; ' tis against the rule of nature . To fpeak on the part of virginity , ' tis to accufe your mother ;, which is moft infallible difobe ...
Strana 70
... stand away ; a paper from For- tune's clofe - ftool , to give to a nobleman ! look , here he comes himself . Enter Lafeu . Here is a pur of Fortune's , Sir , or Fortune's cat , ( but not a mufk - cat , ) that hath fall'n into the ...
... stand away ; a paper from For- tune's clofe - ftool , to give to a nobleman ! look , here he comes himself . Enter Lafeu . Here is a pur of Fortune's , Sir , or Fortune's cat , ( but not a mufk - cat , ) that hath fall'n into the ...
Strana 78
... stand aside . This ring , you fay , was yours ? Dia . Ay , my good Lord . King . Where did you buy it ? or who gave it you ? Dia . It was not given me , nor did I buy it . King . Who lent it you ? Dia . It was not lent me neither . King ...
... stand aside . This ring , you fay , was yours ? Dia . Ay , my good Lord . King . Where did you buy it ? or who gave it you ? Dia . It was not given me , nor did I buy it . King . Who lent it you ? Dia . It was not lent me neither . King ...
Strana 88
... Stand you a while aloof . -Cefario , Thou know'ft no lefs , but all : I have unclafp'd To thee the book even of my secret soul . Therefore , good youth , addrefs thy gate unto her ; Be not deny'd access ; ftand at her doors , And tell ...
... Stand you a while aloof . -Cefario , Thou know'ft no lefs , but all : I have unclafp'd To thee the book even of my secret soul . Therefore , good youth , addrefs thy gate unto her ; Be not deny'd access ; ftand at her doors , And tell ...
Strana 220
... stand * where I lodge my wife , I'll go in couples with her : ' Than when I feel , and fee , no further truft her ; For every inch of woman in the world , Ay , every dram of woman's flesh is false , If the be . Leo . Hold your peaces ...
... stand * where I lodge my wife , I'll go in couples with her : ' Than when I feel , and fee , no further truft her ; For every inch of woman in the world , Ay , every dram of woman's flesh is false , If the be . Leo . Hold your peaces ...
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Strana 324 - 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; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Strana 248 - By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Strana 324 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Strana 330 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Strana 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.