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in the defence yet is weak : unfold to us fome warlike refiftance . Par . There is none : man , fetting down before you , will undermine you , and blow you up . Hel . Blefs our poor virginity from underminers and blowers up !
in the defence yet is weak : unfold to us fome warlike refiftance . Par . There is none : man , fetting down before you , will undermine you , and blow you up . Hel . Blefs our poor virginity from underminers and blowers up !
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I , after him , do after him with too , · -- ( Since I nor wax , nor honey , can bring home ) I quickly were diffolved from my hive , To give fome labourers room . 2 Lord . You're loved , Sir ; They , that leaft lend it you , fhall lack ...
I , after him , do after him with too , · -- ( Since I nor wax , nor honey , can bring home ) I quickly were diffolved from my hive , To give fome labourers room . 2 Lord . You're loved , Sir ; They , that leaft lend it you , fhall lack ...
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... is beyond my Comprehenfion : The old Countess is faying nothing ironical , nothing taunting , or in Reproach , that this Word should find a place here ; which it could not , unless farcaftically employ'd , and with fome Spleen .
... is beyond my Comprehenfion : The old Countess is faying nothing ironical , nothing taunting , or in Reproach , that this Word should find a place here ; which it could not , unless farcaftically employ'd , and with fome Spleen .
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You know , my father left me fome prescriptions Of rare and prov'd effects ; fuch as his reading And manifeft experience had collected For general fov'reignty ; and that he will'd me , In heedfull'ft refervation to bestow them ...
You know , my father left me fome prescriptions Of rare and prov'd effects ; fuch as his reading And manifeft experience had collected For general fov'reignty ; and that he will'd me , In heedfull'ft refervation to bestow them ...
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Methinks , in thee fome bleffed Spirit doth speak His powerful found , within an organ weak ; And what impoffibility would flay ~ In common sense , sense saves another way . Thy life is dear ; for all that life can rate Worth name of ...
Methinks , in thee fome bleffed Spirit doth speak His powerful found , within an organ weak ; And what impoffibility would flay ~ In common sense , sense saves another way . Thy life is dear ; for all that life can rate Worth name of ...
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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.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Works of Shakespeare, Volumen3 The Works of Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Mr. Theobald (Lewis) |
| Editor | J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
| Procedencia del original | Biblioteca Pública de Nueva York |
| Digitalizado | 3 Abr. 2007 |
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