The Works of Shakespeare, Volumen3J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... fervice , freely have they leave To stand on either part . 2 Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry , who are fick For breathing and exploit . King . What's he comes here ? Enter Bertram , Lafeu , and Parolles . I Lord . It is ...
... fervice , freely have they leave To stand on either part . 2 Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry , who are fick For breathing and exploit . King . What's he comes here ? Enter Bertram , Lafeu , and Parolles . I Lord . It is ...
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... fervice of the time , and was Difcipled of the brav'ft . He lafted long ; But on us both did haggish age steal on , And wore us out of act . It much repairs me To talk of your good father ; in his youth He had the wit , which I can well ...
... fervice of the time , and was Difcipled of the brav'ft . He lafted long ; But on us both did haggish age steal on , And wore us out of act . It much repairs me To talk of your good father ; in his youth He had the wit , which I can well ...
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... fervice is no he ritage , and , I think , I fhall never have the bleffing of God , ' till I have iffue of my body ; for they fay , bearns are bleffings . Count . Tell me thy reafon why thou wilt marry . Clo . My poor body , Madam ...
... fervice is no he ritage , and , I think , I fhall never have the bleffing of God , ' till I have iffue of my body ; for they fay , bearns are bleffings . Count . Tell me thy reafon why thou wilt marry . Clo . My poor body , Madam ...
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... fervice , ever whilft I live , ( 12 ) 4 Lord : Fair One , I think not sö .. Laf . There's one Grape yet , I am fure my Father drunk Wine : but if Thou be'eft not an Afs , I am a Youth of fourteen :: I bave known thee already . ] Surely ...
... fervice , ever whilft I live , ( 12 ) 4 Lord : Fair One , I think not sö .. Laf . There's one Grape yet , I am fure my Father drunk Wine : but if Thou be'eft not an Afs , I am a Youth of fourteen :: I bave known thee already . ] Surely ...
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... fervice . Wid . It is reported , that he has ta'en their greatest commander ; and that with his own hand he flew the Duke's brother . We have loft our labour , they are gone a contrary way : hark , you may know by their trumpets . C 3 ...
... fervice . Wid . It is reported , that he has ta'en their greatest commander ; and that with his own hand he flew the Duke's brother . We have loft our labour , they are gone a contrary way : hark , you may know by their trumpets . C 3 ...
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Página 246 - 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.
Página 376 - 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.
Página 133 - 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.
Página 407 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Página 97 - 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.