The Works of Shakespeare, Volumen3J. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... these great tears grace his remembrance more , Than thofe I fhed for him . What was he like ? I have forgot him . My imagination Carries no favour in it , but my Bertram's . I am undone ; there is no living , none , If Bertram be away ...
... these great tears grace his remembrance more , Than thofe I fhed for him . What was he like ? I have forgot him . My imagination Carries no favour in it , but my Bertram's . I am undone ; there is no living , none , If Bertram be away ...
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... these younger times ; Which , follow'd well , would now demonftrate them But goers backward . Ber . His good remembrance , Sir , Lies richer in your thoughts , than on his tomb ; So in approof lives not his epitaph , As in your royal ...
... these younger times ; Which , follow'd well , would now demonftrate them But goers backward . Ber . His good remembrance , Sir , Lies richer in your thoughts , than on his tomb ; So in approof lives not his epitaph , As in your royal ...
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... these are ours : this thorn Doth to our rofe of youth rightly belong ; Our blood to us , this to our blood , is born ; It is the fhow and feal of nature's truth , Where love's ftrong paffion is impreft in youth ; Love , no God , that ...
... these are ours : this thorn Doth to our rofe of youth rightly belong ; Our blood to us , this to our blood , is born ; It is the fhow and feal of nature's truth , Where love's ftrong paffion is impreft in youth ; Love , no God , that ...
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... these warlike principles wel ; Share the advice betwixt you . If both gain , The gift doth ftretch it felf as ' tis receiv'd , And is enough for both . 1 Lord . ' Tis our hope , Sir , After well - enter'd foldiers , to return And find ...
... these warlike principles wel ; Share the advice betwixt you . If both gain , The gift doth ftretch it felf as ' tis receiv'd , And is enough for both . 1 Lord . ' Tis our hope , Sir , After well - enter'd foldiers , to return And find ...
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... these Volunteers were going . As if he had faid , I give the Place of Honour to the Emperor and the Pope , but not to the free States . All here is clear ; and ' tis exactly Shakespear's Manner , who lov'd to fhew his Reading on fuch ...
... these Volunteers were going . As if he had faid , I give the Place of Honour to the Emperor and the Pope , but not to the free States . All here is clear ; and ' tis exactly Shakespear's Manner , who lov'd to fhew his Reading on fuch ...
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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.