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... heart's table : 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 ...
... heart's table : 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 ...
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... hearts are fever'd in religion , their heads are both one ; they may joul horns together , like any deer i ' th ' herd .. Count . Wilt thou ever be a foul - mouth'd and calum- Rious knave ? Clo . A prophet , I , Madam ; and I speak the ...
... hearts are fever'd in religion , their heads are both one ; they may joul horns together , like any deer i ' th ' herd .. Count . Wilt thou ever be a foul - mouth'd and calum- Rious knave ? Clo . A prophet , I , Madam ; and I speak the ...
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... heart out , ere he pluck one . Count . You'll be gone , Sir knave , and do as I com mand you . Clo . That man that fhould be at a woman's com , mand , and yet no hurt done ! tho ' honesty be no . puritan , yet it will do no hurt ; it ...
... heart out , ere he pluck one . Count . You'll be gone , Sir knave , and do as I com mand you . Clo . That man that fhould be at a woman's com , mand , and yet no hurt done ! tho ' honesty be no . puritan , yet it will do no hurt ; it ...
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... heart That doth my life befiege ; farewel , young Lords ; Whether I live or die , be you the fons Of worthy French men ; ( 10 ) let higher Italy ( 10 ) -let bigber Italy ( Thofe bated , that inherit but the fall 3 ( Thofe Of the laft ...
... heart That doth my life befiege ; farewel , young Lords ; Whether I live or die , be you the fons Of worthy French men ; ( 10 ) let higher Italy ( 10 ) -let bigber Italy ( Thofe bated , that inherit but the fall 3 ( Thofe Of the laft ...
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... hearts receive your warnings . King , Farewel . Come hither to me . " [ To Attendants . ” [ Exit . 1 Lord . Oh , my fweet Lord , that you will stay be hind us ! Par . ' Tis not his fault ; the fpark 2 Lord . Oh , ' tis brave wars . Par ...
... hearts receive your warnings . King , Farewel . Come hither to me . " [ To Attendants . ” [ Exit . 1 Lord . Oh , my fweet Lord , that you will stay be hind us ! Par . ' Tis not his fault ; the fpark 2 Lord . Oh , ' tis brave wars . Par ...
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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.