Works, Svazek 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... mother to Bertram . Helena , daughter to Gerard de Narbon , a famous physician , fome time fince dead . An old widow of Florence . Diana , daughter to the widow . Violenta , neighbours and friend's Mariana , Š to the widow . Lords ...
... mother to Bertram . Helena , daughter to Gerard de Narbon , a famous physician , fome time fince dead . An old widow of Florence . Diana , daughter to the widow . Violenta , neighbours and friend's Mariana , Š to the widow . Lords ...
Strana 3
... mother your mistress , and make much of her . of Laf . Farewell , pretty Lady , you must hold the credit your father . [ Exeunt Bertram and Lafeu . SCENE II . Hel . Oh , were that all ! -I think not on my father ; And thefe great tears ...
... mother your mistress , and make much of her . of Laf . Farewell , pretty Lady , you must hold the credit your father . [ Exeunt Bertram and Lafeu . SCENE II . Hel . Oh , were that all ! -I think not on my father ; And thefe great tears ...
Strana 5
... mother ;, which is moft infallible difobe- dience . As he that hangs himself , fo is a virgin : Vir- ginity murthers itself , and should be buried in highways out of all fanctified limit , as a defperate offendrefs a- gainft nature ...
... mother ;, which is moft infallible difobe- dience . As he that hangs himself , fo is a virgin : Vir- ginity murthers itself , and should be buried in highways out of all fanctified limit , as a defperate offendrefs a- gainft nature ...
Strana 6
... mother , and a miftrefs , and a friend * ; I know not what he fhall- The court's a learning place Par . What one , i ' faith ? -God fend him well ! - and he is gone Hel . That I wish well - ' tis pity- Par .. What's pity ? Hel . That ...
... mother , and a miftrefs , and a friend * ; I know not what he fhall- The court's a learning place Par . What one , i ' faith ? -God fend him well ! - and he is gone Hel . That I wish well - ' tis pity- Par .. What's pity ? Hel . That ...
Strana 13
... mother to you . Hel . Mine honourable Mistress . Count . Nay , a mother . Why not a mother ? when I faid a mother , Methought you faw a ferpent ; what's in mother , That you start at it ? I fay , I'm your mother , And put you in the ...
... mother to you . Hel . Mine honourable Mistress . Count . Nay , a mother . Why not a mother ? when I faid a mother , Methought you faw a ferpent ; what's in mother , That you start at it ? I fay , I'm your mother , And put you in the ...
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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.