Modern Characters for 1778, Partes1-2D. Brown, 1778 |
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... Say thou but ay , And this bare little word fhall poifon more Than the death - darting eye of cockatrice ? Rom . and Jul . A & III . The ROYAL CHILDREN . They are as gentle As zephyrs blowing below the violet , Not wagging his fweet ...
... Say thou but ay , And this bare little word fhall poifon more Than the death - darting eye of cockatrice ? Rom . and Jul . A & III . The ROYAL CHILDREN . They are as gentle As zephyrs blowing below the violet , Not wagging his fweet ...
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... say , - ' tis I that keep you here : I have no pow'r upon you ; her's you are . Lord W - T ― N . Ant . and Cleop . Marry , you are the wifer man in saying nothing : for many a man's tongue shakes out his master's un- doing . To fay ...
... say , - ' tis I that keep you here : I have no pow'r upon you ; her's you are . Lord W - T ― N . Ant . and Cleop . Marry , you are the wifer man in saying nothing : for many a man's tongue shakes out his master's un- doing . To fay ...
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... say Amen , Never trust me more . Attney Ge Merchant of Venice . -1 . I am well acquainted with your manner of wrenching the true caufe the falfe way . It is not a confident brow , nor the throng of words that com e come with fuch more ...
... say Amen , Never trust me more . Attney Ge Merchant of Venice . -1 . I am well acquainted with your manner of wrenching the true caufe the falfe way . It is not a confident brow , nor the throng of words that com e come with fuch more ...
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... say ? H. He is fo plaguy proud that the death tokens of it , Cry no recovery . Troilus and Creffida . • General S is the fon of an honeft but low tradefman : his military abilities advanced him to the command of the army in the Eat In ...
... say ? H. He is fo plaguy proud that the death tokens of it , Cry no recovery . Troilus and Creffida . • General S is the fon of an honeft but low tradefman : his military abilities advanced him to the command of the army in the Eat In ...
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... tis not in hate of you , But rather to beget more love in you , If the do chide , ' tis not to have you gone , For why , the fools are mad if left alone . That That man that hath a tongue , I say is BY SHAKESPEARE . 57.
... tis not in hate of you , But rather to beget more love in you , If the do chide , ' tis not to have you gone , For why , the fools are mad if left alone . That That man that hath a tongue , I say is BY SHAKESPEARE . 57.
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Página 73 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend: so Caesar may; Then, lest he may, prevent.
Página 26 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Página 21 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Página 20 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Página 80 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping...
Página 14 - The mysteries of Hecate, and the night ', By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be, Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me, Hold thee from this for ever.
Página 37 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, ' I am Sir Oracle, And, when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
Página 12 - Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear...
Página 11 - In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head: and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine, And make him stoop to the vale.
Página 34 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.