The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Volume 4R. Crowder, 1772 |
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... Say , fay ; who gave it thee ? Luc . Sir Valentine's page ; and fent , I think , from Protheus . He would have given it you , but I , being in the way , Did in your name receive it ; pardon the fault , I pray . Jul . Now , by my modefty ...
... Say , fay ; who gave it thee ? Luc . Sir Valentine's page ; and fent , I think , from Protheus . He would have given it you , but I , being in the way , Did in your name receive it ; pardon the fault , I pray . Jul . Now , by my modefty ...
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... Say , that upon the altar of her beauty You facrifice your tears , your fighs , your heart : Write ' till your ink be dry ; and with your tears Moift it again ; and frame fome feeling line , That may difcover fuch integrity : For ...
... Say , that upon the altar of her beauty You facrifice your tears , your fighs , your heart : Write ' till your ink be dry ; and with your tears Moift it again ; and frame fome feeling line , That may difcover fuch integrity : For ...
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... Say Ay , and be the captain of us all : [ confort ? We'll do thee homage , and be ruled by thee ; Love thee as our commander , and our King . 1 Out . But if thou fcorn our courtesy , thou dyeft . 2 Out . Thou shalt not live to brag what ...
... Say Ay , and be the captain of us all : [ confort ? We'll do thee homage , and be ruled by thee ; Love thee as our commander , and our King . 1 Out . But if thou fcorn our courtesy , thou dyeft . 2 Out . Thou shalt not live to brag what ...
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... Say that the be ; yet Valentine , thy friend , Survives ; to whom , thyfelf art witnefs , 1 am betrothed ; and art thou net afham'd To wrong him with thy importunacy ? Pro . I likewife hear that Valentine is dead .. Sil . And fo fuppofe ...
... Say that the be ; yet Valentine , thy friend , Survives ; to whom , thyfelf art witnefs , 1 am betrothed ; and art thou net afham'd To wrong him with thy importunacy ? Pro . I likewife hear that Valentine is dead .. Sil . And fo fuppofe ...
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... say precifely , thus I would teach a dog . ( 15 ) I went to deliver him as a prefent to Miftrefs Silvia from my mafter ; and I came ne fooner into the dining- chamber , but he steps me to her trencher , and steals her capon's leg . O ...
... say precifely , thus I would teach a dog . ( 15 ) I went to deliver him as a prefent to Miftrefs Silvia from my mafter ; and I came ne fooner into the dining- chamber , but he steps me to her trencher , and steals her capon's leg . O ...
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Página 118 - No, sir,' quoth he, 'Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune:' And then he drew a dial from his poke, And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see...
Página 118 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Página 122 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Página 271 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Página 151 - Hero had turned nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night ; for good youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont, and being taken with the cramp, was drowned, and the foolish chroniclers of that age found it was — Hero of Sestos. But these are all lies ; men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Página 151 - No, faith, die by attorney. The poor world is almost six thousand years old, and in all this time there was not any man died in his own person, videlicet, in a love-cause.
Página 111 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Página 135 - Time travels in divers paces with divers persons: I'll tell you who time ambles withal, who time trots withal, who time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.
Página 106 - The seasons' difference ; as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say "This is no flattery; these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 107 - Tis right, quoth he ; this misery doth part The flux of company. Anon, a careless herd, Full of the pasture, jumps along by him, And never stays to greet him; Ay, quoth Jaques, Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens ; 'TVs just the fashion.