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... NIGHT : Or , What you will . The COMEDY of ERRORS . The WINTER - NIGHT'S TALE . The LIFE and DEATH of King JOHN . LONDON : Printed for J. and P. Knapton , S.Birt , T.Longman , H. Lintot , C. Hitch , J. Hodges , J. Brindley , J. and R ...
... NIGHT : Or , What you will . The COMEDY of ERRORS . The WINTER - NIGHT'S TALE . The LIFE and DEATH of King JOHN . LONDON : Printed for J. and P. Knapton , S.Birt , T.Longman , H. Lintot , C. Hitch , J. Hodges , J. Brindley , J. and R ...
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... night ; the folemn feast Shall more attend upon the coming space , Expecting absent friends . As thou lov'ft her , Thy love's to me religious ; elfe does err .. Manent Parolles and Lafeu . [ Exeunt Laf . Do you hear , Monfieur ? a word ...
... night ; the folemn feast Shall more attend upon the coming space , Expecting absent friends . As thou lov'ft her , Thy love's to me religious ; elfe does err .. Manent Parolles and Lafeu . [ Exeunt Laf . Do you hear , Monfieur ? a word ...
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... night , A very serious bufinefs calls on him . The great prerogative and rite of love , Which , as your due , time claims , he does acknowledge But puts it off by a compell'd reftraint : Whofe want , and whofe delay , is ftrew'd with ...
... night , A very serious bufinefs calls on him . The great prerogative and rite of love , Which , as your due , time claims , he does acknowledge But puts it off by a compell'd reftraint : Whofe want , and whofe delay , is ftrew'd with ...
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... night ? Par . As you'll have her . [ Afide to Parolles . Bar . I have writ my letters , casketed my treasure , given order for our horfes ; and to night , when I fhould take poffeffion of the bride- and ere I do begin Laf . A good ...
... night ? Par . As you'll have her . [ Afide to Parolles . Bar . I have writ my letters , casketed my treasure , given order for our horfes ; and to night , when I fhould take poffeffion of the bride- and ere I do begin Laf . A good ...
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... night ; end , day ! For with the dark , poor thief , I'll steal away . [ Exit . SCENE changes to the Duke's Court in Florence . Flourish . Enter the Duke of Florence , Bertram , Drum and Trumpets , Soldiers , Parolles . Duke . HE ...
... night ; end , day ! For with the dark , poor thief , I'll steal away . [ Exit . SCENE changes to the Duke's Court in Florence . Flourish . Enter the Duke of Florence , Bertram , Drum and Trumpets , Soldiers , Parolles . Duke . HE ...
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Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.