The Works of Shakespeare, Volumen3J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... House , in France . Enter Bertram , the Countess of Roufilon , Helena and Lafeu , all in Mourning . COUNTESS .. N delivering my fon from me , I bury a fecond husband . Ber . And I in going , Madam , weep o'er my father's death anew ...
... House , in France . Enter Bertram , the Countess of Roufilon , Helena and Lafeu , all in Mourning . COUNTESS .. N delivering my fon from me , I bury a fecond husband . Ber . And I in going , Madam , weep o'er my father's death anew ...
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... house , and the detefted wife . Par .. Will this capricio hold in thee , art fure ? Ber . Go with me to my chamber , and advise me . ' I'll fend her ftraight away : to - morrow I'll to the wars , the to her fingle forrow . Par . Why ...
... house , and the detefted wife . Par .. Will this capricio hold in thee , art fure ? Ber . Go with me to my chamber , and advise me . ' I'll fend her ftraight away : to - morrow I'll to the wars , the to her fingle forrow . Par . Why ...
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... house , And angels offic'd all ; I will be gone ; That pitiful rumour may report my flight , To confolate thine ear . Come , night ; end , day ! For with the dark , poor thief , I'll steal away . [ Exit . SCENE changes to the Duke's ...
... house , And angels offic'd all ; I will be gone ; That pitiful rumour may report my flight , To confolate thine ear . Come , night ; end , day ! For with the dark , poor thief , I'll steal away . [ Exit . SCENE changes to the Duke's ...
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... lordship . I'll leave you . [ Exit . Ber . Now will I lead you to the house , and fhew you The lafs I spoke of . 1 Lord . But you say , she's honeft . Ber . Ber . That's all the fault : I fpoke with 60 All's well , that Ends well .
... lordship . I'll leave you . [ Exit . Ber . Now will I lead you to the house , and fhew you The lafs I spoke of . 1 Lord . But you say , she's honeft . Ber . Ber . That's all the fault : I fpoke with 60 All's well , that Ends well .
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... House . Enter Helena , and Widow . Hel . IF you mifdoubt me that I am not she , you further But I fhall lofe the grounds I work upon . Wid . Tho ' my estate be fallen , I was well born , Nothing acquainted with thefe bufineffes ; And ...
... House . Enter Helena , and Widow . Hel . IF you mifdoubt me that I am not she , you further But I fhall lofe the grounds I work upon . Wid . Tho ' my estate be fallen , I was well born , Nothing acquainted with thefe bufineffes ; And ...
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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.