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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... master , my dear lord he is ; and I His fervant live , and will his vassal die : He must not be my brother.- Count . Nor I your mother ? Hel . You are my mother , Madam ; would B2 Sc . 7 . All's well that ends well . 15 stall this in ...
... master , my dear lord he is ; and I His fervant live , and will his vassal die : He must not be my brother.- Count . Nor I your mother ? Hel . You are my mother , Madam ; would B2 Sc . 7 . All's well that ends well . 15 stall this in ...
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... master did well to make his re cantation . Par . Recantation ? -my lord ? my master ? Laf . Ay , is it not a language I Sc . 7 . All's well that ends well .
... master did well to make his re cantation . Par . Recantation ? -my lord ? my master ? Laf . Ay , is it not a language I Sc . 7 . All's well that ends well .
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... master is of another style . Par . You are too old , Sir ; let it fatisfy you , you are too old Laf . I must tell thee , firrah , I write man ; to which title age cannot bring thee . Par . What I dare too well do , I dare not do . Laf ...
... master is of another style . Par . You are too old , Sir ; let it fatisfy you , you are too old Laf . I must tell thee , firrah , I write man ; to which title age cannot bring thee . Par . What I dare too well do , I dare not do . Laf ...
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... master . Why doft thou garter up thy arms o ' this fashion ? dost make hose of thy fleeves ? do other fervants fo ? thou wert best set thy lower part where thy nose stands . By mine honour , if I were but two hours younger , I'd beat ...
... master . Why doft thou garter up thy arms o ' this fashion ? dost make hose of thy fleeves ? do other fervants fo ? thou wert best set thy lower part where thy nose stands . By mine honour , if I were but two hours younger , I'd beat ...
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... master's undoing . To fay nothing , to do nothing , to know nothing , and to have nothing , is to be a great part of your title ; which is within a very little of nothing . Par . Away , thou ' rt a knave . Clo . You should have faid ...
... master's undoing . To fay nothing , to do nothing , to know nothing , and to have nothing , is to be a great part of your title ; which is within a very little of nothing . Par . Away , thou ' rt a knave . Clo . You should have faid ...
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Página 332 - 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 338 - 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 254 - 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 243 - 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.