The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]., Volumen3 |
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... SCENE lies partly in France , and partly in Tufcany . ACT I. SCENE I. The Countess of Roufillon's houfe in France . Enter Bertram , the Countess of Roufillon , Helena , and Lafeu , all in mourning . Countess . N diffevering my fon from ...
... SCENE lies partly in France , and partly in Tufcany . ACT I. SCENE I. The Countess of Roufillon's houfe in France . Enter Bertram , the Countess of Roufillon , Helena , and Lafeu , all in mourning . Countess . N diffevering my fon from ...
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... SCENE V. Changes to the court of Fronce . Flourish cornets . Enter the King of France with let- ters , and divers attendants . King . The Florentines and Senoys are by th ' ears ; Have fought with equal fortune , and continue A braving ...
... SCENE V. Changes to the court of Fronce . Flourish cornets . Enter the King of France with let- ters , and divers attendants . King . The Florentines and Senoys are by th ' ears ; Have fought with equal fortune , and continue A braving ...
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... Welcome , Count , With feveral applications ; Debate it at their leifure . My fon's no dearer . Ber . Thank your Majesty . [ Flourish . Exeuns SCENE VI . Changes to the Countess's at Roufillon . Sc . 5 . All's well that ends well .
... Welcome , Count , With feveral applications ; Debate it at their leifure . My fon's no dearer . Ber . Thank your Majesty . [ Flourish . Exeuns SCENE VI . Changes to the Countess's at Roufillon . Sc . 5 . All's well that ends well .
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... SCENE VII . Count . Ev'n fo it was with me when I was young ; If we are nature's , 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 ...
... SCENE VII . Count . Ev'n fo it was with me when I was young ; If we are nature's , 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 ...
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... SCENE I. The court of France . Enter the King , with divers young Lords taking leave for the Florentine war . Bertram and Parolles . Flourish cornets . King . Arewel , young Lords : thefe warlike prin- FAre ciples Do not throw from you ...
... SCENE I. The court of France . Enter the King , with divers young Lords taking leave for the Florentine war . Bertram and Parolles . Flourish cornets . King . Arewel , young Lords : thefe warlike prin- FAre ciples Do not throw from you ...
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Página 330 - 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 336 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Página 59 - 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 252 - 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 241 - 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 84 - 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.