The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, 1740 |
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... Madam , weep o'er my father's death anew ; but I muft attend his Majefty's command , to whom I am now in ward , evermore in fub- jection . Laf . You fhall find of the King a husband , Madam ; you , Sir , a father . He , that fo ...
... Madam , weep o'er my father's death anew ; but I muft attend his Majefty's command , to whom I am now in ward , evermore in fub- jection . Laf . You fhall find of the King a husband , Madam ; you , Sir , a father . He , that fo ...
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... Madam , un- der whofe practices he hath perfecuted time with hope ; and finds no other advantage in the procefs , but only the lofing of hope by time . Count . This young gentlewoman had a father , ( 0 , that bad ! how fad a paffage ...
... Madam , un- der whofe practices he hath perfecuted time with hope ; and finds no other advantage in the procefs , but only the lofing of hope by time . Count . This young gentlewoman had a father , ( 0 , that bad ! how fad a paffage ...
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... Madam , I defire your holy wishes . Laf . How understand we that ? Count . Be thou bleit , Bertram , and fucceed thy fa- ther In manners as in fhape ! thy blood and virtue Contend for empire in thee , and thy goodness Share with thy ...
... Madam , I defire your holy wishes . Laf . How understand we that ? Count . Be thou bleit , Bertram , and fucceed thy fa- ther In manners as in fhape ! thy blood and virtue Contend for empire in thee , and thy goodness Share with thy ...
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... Madam , the care I have had to even your con- tent , I wish might be found in the calendar of my past endeavours ; for then we wound our modefty , and make foul the clearness of our defervings , when of ourselves we publish them . Count ...
... Madam , the care I have had to even your con- tent , I wish might be found in the calendar of my past endeavours ; for then we wound our modefty , and make foul the clearness of our defervings , when of ourselves we publish them . Count ...
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... Madam , I am a poor fellow . Count . Well , Sir . Clo . No , Madam ; ' tis not fo well that I am poor , tho ' many of the rich are damn'd ; but , if I have your ladyfhip's good will to go to the world , Isbel the woman and I will do as ...
... Madam , I am a poor fellow . Count . Well , Sir . Clo . No , Madam ; ' tis not fo well that I am poor , tho ' many of the rich are damn'd ; but , if I have your ladyfhip's good will to go to the world , Isbel the woman and I will do as ...
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Página 70 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Página 137 - 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 384 - 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 295 - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Página 384 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Página 283 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Página 101 - 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.
Página 419 - 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.