The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Band 3C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... hath abandon'd his Phyficians , Madam , under whofe practices he hath perfecuted time with hope ; and finds no other advantage in the process , but only the lofing of hope by time . Count . This young Gentlewoman had a Father , ( O ...
... hath abandon'd his Phyficians , Madam , under whofe practices he hath perfecuted time with hope ; and finds no other advantage in the process , but only the lofing of hope by time . Count . This young Gentlewoman had a Father , ( O ...
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... hath been , cannot be . Who ever ftrove To fhew her merit , that did mifs her love ? The King's disease - my project may deceive me , But my intents are fix'd , and will not leave me . [ Exit , A 6 SCENE SCENE changes to the Court of ...
... hath been , cannot be . Who ever ftrove To fhew her merit , that did mifs her love ? The King's disease - my project may deceive me , But my intents are fix'd , and will not leave me . [ Exit , A 6 SCENE SCENE changes to the Court of ...
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... hath arm'd our answer ; And Florence is deny'd , before he comes : . Yet , for our gentlemen that mean to fee The Tufcan fervice , freely have they leave- To ftand on either part . 2 Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry ...
... hath arm'd our answer ; And Florence is deny'd , before he comes : . Yet , for our gentlemen that mean to fee The Tufcan fervice , freely have they leave- To ftand on either part . 2 Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry ...
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... hath catch'd your fondnefs . - Now I fee ( 9 ) The myft'ry of your loneliness , and find Your falt tears head ; now to all fenfe ' tis grofs , You love my fon ; invention is afham'd , Against the proclamation of thy paffion , To fay ...
... hath catch'd your fondnefs . - Now I fee ( 9 ) The myft'ry of your loneliness , and find Your falt tears head ; now to all fenfe ' tis grofs , You love my fon ; invention is afham'd , Against the proclamation of thy paffion , To fay ...
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... hath bought his pardon . I would , you had kneel'd , my Lord , to ask me mercy And that at my bidding you could fo ftand up . King . I would , I had ; fo I had broke thy pate , And afk'd thee mercy for't . Laf . Goodfaith , across ...
... hath bought his pardon . I would , you had kneel'd , my Lord , to ask me mercy And that at my bidding you could fo ftand up . King . I would , I had ; fo I had broke thy pate , And afk'd thee mercy for't . Laf . Goodfaith , across ...
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bear better blood bring brother changes comes Count daughter dear death doth Duke ears Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith father fear feems fellow fhall fhould fince fome fool fortune foul fpeak France ftand fuch fweet give gone hand hath hear heart heav'n hold honour hope hour I'll John keep King Lady leave live look Lord Madam mafter Marry mean moft mother muft nature never night Paul peace play poor pray Prince Queen SCENE ſhall ſpeak tell thanks thee thefe there's theſe thine thing thou thou art thought tongue true whofe wife young
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Seite 103 - 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 396 - 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 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Seite 260 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Seite 142 - 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.