Works, Svazek 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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Strana 2
... ftill , if knowledge could be fet up against mortality . Ber . What is it , my good Lord , the King languishes of ?! Laf . A fiftula , my Lord . Ber . I heard not of it before . Laf . I would it were not notorious . Was this gen ...
... ftill , if knowledge could be fet up against mortality . Ber . What is it , my good Lord , the King languishes of ?! Laf . A fiftula , my Lord . Ber . I heard not of it before . Laf . I would it were not notorious . Was this gen ...
Strana 15
... ftill pour in the waters of my love , My dearest Madam , And lack not to lofe ftill : thus , Indian - like , Religious in mine error , I adore The fun that looks upon his worshipper , But knows of him no more . Let not your hate ...
... ftill pour in the waters of my love , My dearest Madam , And lack not to lofe ftill : thus , Indian - like , Religious in mine error , I adore The fun that looks upon his worshipper , But knows of him no more . Let not your hate ...
Strana 22
... ftill rely . More fhould I question thee , and more I must ; ( Though more to know , could not be more to truft ; ) From whence thou cam'ft , how tended on , -but rest Unqueftion'd welcome , and undoubted bleft . Give me fome help here ...
... ftill rely . More fhould I question thee , and more I must ; ( Though more to know , could not be more to truft ; ) From whence thou cam'ft , how tended on , -but rest Unqueftion'd welcome , and undoubted bleft . Give me fome help here ...
Strana 31
... ftill enough to fhew the world I can do myself right ; as I will by thee , in what motion for in the best manner ] age will give me leave , Mr. Warburton . your birth and virtue gives you commiffion . not worth Sc.7 % 31 ALL'S WELL THAT ...
... ftill enough to fhew the world I can do myself right ; as I will by thee , in what motion for in the best manner ] age will give me leave , Mr. Warburton . your birth and virtue gives you commiffion . not worth Sc.7 % 31 ALL'S WELL THAT ...
Strana 33
... ftill . O , my knave , how does my old lady ? Clo . So that you had her wrinkles and I her money , I would fhe did as you fay . Par . Why , I fay nothing . Clo . Marry , you are the wifer man ; for many a man's tongue fpeaks out his ...
... ftill . O , my knave , how does my old lady ? Clo . So that you had her wrinkles and I her money , I would fhe did as you fay . Par . Why , I fay nothing . Clo . Marry , you are the wifer man ; for many a man's tongue fpeaks out his ...
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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.