The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, 1740 |
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... Queen . Hel . And you , Monarch . Par . No. Hel . And , no . Par . Are you meditating on virginity ? Hel . Ay you have fome ftain of foldier in you ; let me ask you a queftion . Man is enemy to virginity , how may we barricado it ...
... Queen . Hel . And you , Monarch . Par . No. Hel . And , no . Par . Are you meditating on virginity ? Hel . Ay you have fome ftain of foldier in you ; let me ask you a queftion . Man is enemy to virginity , how may we barricado it ...
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... God , & c . complain'd against the Queen of Virgins , & c . ] This Paffage ftands thus in the old Copies : fuch difference betwixt their two eftates ; Love , no Love , All's well , that Ends well . 17 "Was this King Priam's joy. ...
... God , & c . complain'd against the Queen of Virgins , & c . ] This Paffage ftands thus in the old Copies : fuch difference betwixt their two eftates ; Love , no Love , All's well , that Ends well . 17 "Was this King Priam's joy. ...
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... Queen of Virgins , that would fuffer her poor Knight to be furpriz'd without rescue in the firft affault , or ranfom afterward . This she de- liver'd in the most bitter touch of forrow , that e'er I heard a virgin exclaim in ; which I ...
... Queen of Virgins , that would fuffer her poor Knight to be furpriz'd without rescue in the firft affault , or ranfom afterward . This she de- liver'd in the most bitter touch of forrow , that e'er I heard a virgin exclaim in ; which I ...
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... Queen of Gems , That nature pranks her in , attracts my foul . Vio . But if the cannot love you , Sir- Duke . It cannot be fo answer'd . Vio . Sooth , but you must . Say , that fome Lady , as , perhaps , there is , Hath for your love as ...
... Queen of Gems , That nature pranks her in , attracts my foul . Vio . But if the cannot love you , Sir- Duke . It cannot be fo answer'd . Vio . Sooth , but you must . Say , that fome Lady , as , perhaps , there is , Hath for your love as ...
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... Queen . Clown fings . When that I was a little tiny boy , With bey , bo , the wind and the rain : A foolish thing was but a toy , For the rain it raineth every day . But when I came to man's eftate , With hey , ho , & c . [ Exeunt ...
... Queen . Clown fings . When that I was a little tiny boy , With bey , bo , the wind and the rain : A foolish thing was but a toy , For the rain it raineth every day . But when I came to man's eftate , With hey , ho , & c . [ Exeunt ...
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Seite 70 - 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 137 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is 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 384 - 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.
Seite 295 - 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.
Seite 384 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Seite 283 - 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.
Seite 101 - 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.
Seite 419 - 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.