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... but how is lack a Con- traft to fir up ? The Addition of a single Letter gives it , and the very Senfe requires it . A 3 Mr. Warburton . Count . Count . What hope is there of his Majefty's amend- ALL'S Well, that ENDS Well. ...
... but how is lack a Con- traft to fir up ? The Addition of a single Letter gives it , and the very Senfe requires it . A 3 Mr. Warburton . Count . Count . What hope is there of his Majefty's amend- ALL'S Well, that ENDS Well. ...
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... hope ; and finds no other advantage in the process , but only the lofing of hope by time . Count . This young gentlewoman had a father , ( 0 , that bad ! how fad a paffage ' tis ! ) whofe skill was al- moft as great as his honefty ; had ...
... hope ; and finds no other advantage in the process , but only the lofing of hope by time . Count . This young gentlewoman had a father , ( 0 , that bad ! how fad a paffage ' tis ! ) whofe skill was al- moft as great as his honefty ; had ...
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... hope to have friends for my wife's fake . Count . Such friends are thine enemies , knave . Clo . Y'are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of ; he that eares my land , fpares my ...
... hope to have friends for my wife's fake . Count . Such friends are thine enemies , knave . Clo . Y'are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of ; he that eares my land , fpares my ...
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... hope ; Yet , in this captious and intenible fieve , I ftill pour in the waters of my love , 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 ...
... hope ; Yet , in this captious and intenible fieve , I ftill pour in the waters of my love , 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 ...
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... hope , Sir , After well - enter'd foldiers , to return And find your Grace in health . King . No , no , it cannot be ; and yet my heart Wit not confefs , it owns the malady That doth my life befiege ; farewel , young Lords ; Whether I ...
... hope , Sir , After well - enter'd foldiers , to return And find your Grace in health . King . No , no , it cannot be ; and yet my heart Wit not confefs , it owns the malady That doth my life befiege ; farewel , young Lords ; Whether I ...
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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.