The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Svazek 3C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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Strana 35
... whose banish'd fenfe Thou haft repeal'd , a fecond time receive The confirmation of my promis'd gift ; Which but attends thy naming . Enter three or four Lords . Fair maid , fend forth thine eye ; this youthful parcel Of noble bachelors ...
... whose banish'd fenfe Thou haft repeal'd , a fecond time receive The confirmation of my promis'd gift ; Which but attends thy naming . Enter three or four Lords . Fair maid , fend forth thine eye ; this youthful parcel Of noble bachelors ...
Strana 44
... puts it off by a compell'd restraint : Whose want , and whofe delay , is ftrew'd with sweats Which they diftil now in the curbed time , To To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy , And 44 ALL's well , that ENDS well .
... puts it off by a compell'd restraint : Whose want , and whofe delay , is ftrew'd with sweats Which they diftil now in the curbed time , To To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy , And 44 ALL's well , that ENDS well .
Strana 82
... whose vaillainous faffron would have made all the unbak'd and dowy youth of a nation in his colour . Your daughter - in - law had been alive at this hour , and your fon here at home more ad- vanc'd by the King than by the red - tail'd ...
... whose vaillainous faffron would have made all the unbak'd and dowy youth of a nation in his colour . Your daughter - in - law had been alive at this hour , and your fon here at home more ad- vanc'd by the King than by the red - tail'd ...
Strana 89
... Whose dear perfection , hearts , that fcorn'd to ferve , Humbly call'd mistress . King . Praifing what is loft , Makes the remembrance dear . Well - call him hither ; We're reconcil'd , and the firft view fhall kill All repetition let ...
... Whose dear perfection , hearts , that fcorn'd to ferve , Humbly call'd mistress . King . Praifing what is loft , Makes the remembrance dear . Well - call him hither ; We're reconcil'd , and the firft view fhall kill All repetition let ...
Strana 106
... whose dear love , They fay , he hath abjur'd the fight And company of men . Vio . O , that I ferv'd that Lady , And might not be deliver'd to the world , " ' Till I had made mine own occafion mellow What my eftate is ! Cap . That were ...
... whose dear love , They fay , he hath abjur'd the fight And company of men . Vio . O , that I ferv'd that Lady , And might not be deliver'd to the world , " ' Till I had made mine own occafion mellow What my eftate is ! Cap . That were ...
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Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.