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... hears , too capable Of every line and trick of his fweet favour ! But now he's gone , and my idolatrous fancy Muft fanctify his relicks . Who comes here ? Enter Parolles . : One that goes with him I love him for his fake , And yet I ...
... hears , too capable Of every line and trick of his fweet favour ! But now he's gone , and my idolatrous fancy Muft fanctify his relicks . Who comes here ? Enter Parolles . : One that goes with him I love him for his fake , And yet I ...
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... hear him now ; his plaufive words He scatter'd not in ears , but grafted them To grow there and to bear ; ) Let me not live , ( Thus his good melancholy oft began , On the catastrophe and heel of pastime ,, ( 4 ) So like a courtier , no ...
... hear him now ; his plaufive words He scatter'd not in ears , but grafted them To grow there and to bear ; ) Let me not live , ( Thus his good melancholy oft began , On the catastrophe and heel of pastime ,, ( 4 ) So like a courtier , no ...
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... hear ; what fay you of this gentle woman ? Stew . Madam , the care I have had to even your content , I wish might be found in the calendar of my paft endeavours ; ( 5 ) for then we wound our modesty , and ( 5 ) For then we wound our ...
... hear ; what fay you of this gentle woman ? Stew . Madam , the care I have had to even your content , I wish might be found in the calendar of my paft endeavours ; ( 5 ) for then we wound our modesty , and ( 5 ) For then we wound our ...
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... hear thee ; fare thee well , kind maid ; Thy pains , not us'd , muft by thyself be paid : Proffers , not took , reap thanks for their reward . Hel . Infpired merit fo by breath is barr'd : It is not fo with him that all things knows ...
... hear thee ; fare thee well , kind maid ; Thy pains , not us'd , muft by thyself be paid : Proffers , not took , reap thanks for their reward . Hel . Infpired merit fo by breath is barr'd : It is not fo with him that all things knows ...
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... hear my fuit ? 1 Lord . And grant it . Hel . ( 17 ) Thanks , Sir ; -all the 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 fpeak ...
... hear my fuit ? 1 Lord . And grant it . Hel . ( 17 ) Thanks , Sir ; -all the 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 fpeak ...
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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 394 - 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 258 - 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.