The Works: Of Shakespear. In which the Beauties Observed by Pope, Warburton, and Dodd, are Pointed Out. Together with the Author's Life; a Glossary; Copious Indexes; and a List of the Various Readings. In Eight Volumes, Band 3A. Donaldson, and sold at his shop, London; and at Edinburgh, 1771 |
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... rest have worn me out With feveral applications ; nature and fickness Debate it at their leisure . Welcome , Count , My fon's no dearer . Ber . Thank your Majesty . [ Flourish . Exeunt . B2 SCENE : SCENE VI . Changes to the Countess's ...
... rest have worn me out With feveral applications ; nature and fickness Debate it at their leisure . Welcome , Count , My fon's no dearer . Ber . Thank your Majesty . [ Flourish . Exeunt . B2 SCENE : SCENE VI . Changes to the Countess's ...
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... rest , There is a remedy , approv'd , fet down , To cure the desperate languishings whereof The King is render'd loft . Count . This was your motive for Paris , was it , speak ? Hel . My Lord your fon made me to think of this ; Elfe ...
... rest , There is a remedy , approv'd , fet down , To cure the desperate languishings whereof The King is render'd loft . Count . This was your motive for Paris , was it , speak ? Hel . My Lord your fon made me to think of this ; Elfe ...
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... , from thy altar do I fly , And to impartial Love , that god most high , Do my fighs stream . Sir , will you hear my fuit ? I Lord . And grant it . 1 Hel . Hel . Thanks , Sir ; all the rest is 28 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL . Αct .
... , from thy altar do I fly , And to impartial Love , that god most high , Do my fighs stream . Sir , will you hear my fuit ? I Lord . And grant it . 1 Hel . Hel . Thanks , Sir ; all the rest is 28 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL . Αct .
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... rest is mute . Laf . I had rather be in this choice , than throw Ames - ace for my life . Hel . The honour , Sir , that flames in your fair eyes , Before I speak , too threat'ningly replies : [ To the second Lord . Love makes your ...
... rest is mute . Laf . I had rather be in this choice , than throw Ames - ace for my life . Hel . The honour , Sir , that flames in your fair eyes , Before I speak , too threat'ningly replies : [ To the second Lord . Love makes your ...
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... rest : virtue and the 1 Is her own dow'r ; honour and wealth from me . Ber . I cannot love her , nor will strive to do't . King . Thou wrong'st thyself , if thou should'st strive to chufe . Hel . That you are well restor'd , my Lord , I ...
... rest : virtue and the 1 Is her own dow'r ; honour and wealth from me . Ber . I cannot love her , nor will strive to do't . King . Thou wrong'st thyself , if thou should'st strive to chufe . Hel . That you are well restor'd , my Lord , I ...
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Seite 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.
Seite 57 - 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.
Seite 252 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Seite 362 - 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.
Seite 64 - I'll be no more; But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft As captain shall : simply the thing I am Shall make me live.
Seite 116 - I might say, element ; but the word is over-worn. [Exit, Via. This fellow's 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.
Seite 108 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek.