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Pagina 11
When thou haft leisure , fay thy prayers ; when thou haft none , remember thy friends : get thee a good husband , and use him as he ufes thee : fo farewel . [ Exits . Hel . Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie , Which we afcribe to ...
When thou haft leisure , fay thy prayers ; when thou haft none , remember thy friends : get thee a good husband , and use him as he ufes thee : fo farewel . [ Exits . Hel . Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie , Which we afcribe to ...
Pagina 22
Why , Helen , thou shalt have my leave and love ; Means and attendants ; and my loving greetings To thofe of mine in Court . I'll ftay at home , And pray God's bleffing into thy attempt : Begone , to morrow ; and be fure of this ...
Why , Helen , thou shalt have my leave and love ; Means and attendants ; and my loving greetings To thofe of mine in Court . I'll ftay at home , And pray God's bleffing into thy attempt : Begone , to morrow ; and be fure of this ...
Pagina 28
I cannot give thee lefs , to be call'd grateful ; Thou thought'ft to help me , and fuch thanks I give , As one near death to those that with him live ; But what at full I know , thou know'ft no part ; I knowing all my peril , thou no ...
I cannot give thee lefs , to be call'd grateful ; Thou thought'ft to help me , and fuch thanks I give , As one near death to those that with him live ; But what at full I know , thou know'ft no part ; I knowing all my peril , thou no ...
Pagina 29
Upon thy certainty and confidence , What dar'ft thou venture ? Hel . Tax of impudence , A ftrumpet's boldness , a divulged fhame Traduc'd by odious ballads : my maiden's name Sear'd otherwife , no worfe of worst extended ; With vileft ...
Upon thy certainty and confidence , What dar'ft thou venture ? Hel . Tax of impudence , A ftrumpet's boldness , a divulged fhame Traduc'd by odious ballads : my maiden's name Sear'd otherwife , no worfe of worst extended ; With vileft ...
Pagina 30
Then fhalt thou give me , with thy kingly hand , What Husband in thy power I will command . Exempted be from me the arrogance To chufe from forth the royal blood of France } My low and humble name to propagate With any branch or image ...
Then fhalt thou give me , with thy kingly hand , What Husband in thy power I will command . Exempted be from me the arrogance To chufe from forth the royal blood of France } My low and humble name to propagate With any branch or image ...
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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.