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Pagina 6
... fhould have play'd for lack of work . ' Would , for the King's fake , he were living ! I think , it would be the death of the King's disease . Laf . How call'd you the man you speak of , Ma- dam ? Count . He was famous , Sir , in his ...
... fhould have play'd for lack of work . ' Would , for the King's fake , he were living ! I think , it would be the death of the King's disease . Laf . How call'd you the man you speak of , Ma- dam ? Count . He was famous , Sir , in his ...
Pagina 8
... fhould love a bright partic'lar ftar , And think to wed it ; he is fo above me : In his bright radiance and collateral light Muft I be comforted , not in his fphere . Th ' ambition in my love thus plagues itself ; The hind , that would ...
... fhould love a bright partic'lar ftar , And think to wed it ; he is fo above me : In his bright radiance and collateral light Muft I be comforted , not in his fphere . Th ' ambition in my love thus plagues itself ; The hind , that would ...
Pagina 17
... fhould be at a woman's com- mand , and yet no hurt done ! tho ' honefty be no pu- ritan , yet it will do no hurt ; it will wear the furplis of humility over the black gown of a big heart : I am go- ing , forfooth , the bufinefs is for ...
... fhould be at a woman's com- mand , and yet no hurt done ! tho ' honefty be no pu- ritan , yet it will do no hurt ; it will wear the furplis of humility over the black gown of a big heart : I am go- ing , forfooth , the bufinefs is for ...
Pagina 20
... fhould be fufpected ; fpeak , is't fo If it be fo , you've wound a goodly clew : If it be not , forfwear't ; howe'er , I charge thee , As heav'n fhall work in me for thine avail , To tell me truly . Hel . Good Madam , pardon me . Count ...
... fhould be fufpected ; fpeak , is't fo If it be fo , you've wound a goodly clew : If it be not , forfwear't ; howe'er , I charge thee , As heav'n fhall work in me for thine avail , To tell me truly . Hel . Good Madam , pardon me . Count ...
Pagina 30
... fhould I question thee , and more I muft ; ( Tho ' more to know , could not be more to trust :) From whence thou cam'ft , how tended on , - but reft Unqueftion'd welcome , and undoubted bleft . Give me fome help here , hoa ! if thou ...
... fhould I question thee , and more I muft ; ( Tho ' more to know , could not be more to trust :) From whence thou cam'ft , how tended on , - but reft Unqueftion'd welcome , and undoubted bleft . Give me fome help here , hoa ! if thou ...
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Pagina 246 - 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.
Pagina 376 - 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.
Pagina 133 - 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.
Pagina 407 - 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.
Pagina 97 - 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.