The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volumen8 |
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Ay , the heads of the maids , or their maidenheads , take it in what fenfe thou wilt . Greg . They must take it in fenfe , that feel it . Sam . Me they fhall feel , while I am able to ftand : and , ' tis known , I am a pretty piece of ...
Ay , the heads of the maids , or their maidenheads , take it in what fenfe thou wilt . Greg . They must take it in fenfe , that feel it . Sam . Me they fhall feel , while I am able to ftand : and , ' tis known , I am a pretty piece of ...
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If we would think that Shakes peare wrote fenfe , we muft fay , he wrote- -the Fancy's midwife : and this is a title the moft à propos in the world , as it introduces all that is faid afterwards of her vagaries .
If we would think that Shakes peare wrote fenfe , we muft fay , he wrote- -the Fancy's midwife : and this is a title the moft à propos in the world , as it introduces all that is faid afterwards of her vagaries .
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Within the infant rind of this fmall flower Poison hath refidence , and med'cine power : For this being fmelt , with that fenfe chears each part Being tafted , flays all fenfes with the heart . Two fuch oppofed foes encamp them ftill In ...
Within the infant rind of this fmall flower Poison hath refidence , and med'cine power : For this being fmelt , with that fenfe chears each part Being tafted , flays all fenfes with the heart . Two fuch oppofed foes encamp them ftill In ...
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... that the fenfe , when ' tis found out , fhould hardly be worth the pains of retrieving it . The Nurfe is represented as a prating filly creature ; fhe fays , fhe will tell Romes a good joak about his miftrefs , and afks him ...
... that the fenfe , when ' tis found out , fhould hardly be worth the pains of retrieving it . The Nurfe is represented as a prating filly creature ; fhe fays , fhe will tell Romes a good joak about his miftrefs , and afks him ...
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But I'll be hang'd , Sir , if he wear your livery : Marry , go first to field , he'll be your follower ; Your worship in that fenfe may call him man . Tyb . Romeo , the love , I bear thee , can afford ( 19 ) No better term than this ...
But I'll be hang'd , Sir , if he wear your livery : Marry , go first to field , he'll be your follower ; Your worship in that fenfe may call him man . Tyb . Romeo , the love , I bear thee , can afford ( 19 ) No better term than this ...
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Author bear beauty blood Caffio Capulet Clown comes dead dear death doth Duke earth Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall fame father fear feems fenfe fhall fhould follow fome foul fpeak ftand fuch give gone Hamlet hand hath head hear heart heav'n Henry hold honour I'll Iago Juliet keep King lady Laer lago leave letter light live look Lord marry matter means mind moft Moor moſt mother muft muſt nature never night noble Nurfe once Othello play Poet poor pray Printed Queen Romeo SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thing thou thought true villain whofe wife young
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Página 237 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Página 23 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Página 129 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Página 183 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Página 191 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this?
Página 227 - 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 166 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Página 267 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Página 37 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Página 32 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.