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... Whose bafer ftars do fhut us up in wishes , Might with effects of them follow our friends : And fhew what we alone muft think , which never Returns us thanks . Enter Page . Page . Monfieur Parolles , My lord calls for you . [ Exit Page ...
... Whose bafer ftars do fhut us up in wishes , Might with effects of them follow our friends : And fhew what we alone muft think , which never Returns us thanks . Enter Page . Page . Monfieur Parolles , My lord calls for you . [ Exit Page ...
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... whose ftate is fuch , that cannot chuse But lend , and give , where she is fure to lofe ; That feeks not to find that , which fearch implies ; But , riddle - like , lives fweetly , where the dies . Count . Had you not lately an intent ...
... whose ftate is fuch , that cannot chuse But lend , and give , where she is fure to lofe ; That feeks not to find that , which fearch implies ; But , riddle - like , lives fweetly , where the dies . Count . Had you not lately an intent ...
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... whose simple touch Is powerful to araise King Pepin , nay , To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand , And write to her a love - line . King . What her is this ? Laf . Why , doctor - she : my Lord , there's one ar- riv'd , If you will ...
... whose simple touch Is powerful to araise King Pepin , nay , To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand , And write to her a love - line . King . What her is this ? Laf . Why , doctor - she : my Lord , there's one ar- riv'd , If you will ...
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... whose banish'd sense Thou haft repeal'd , a fecond time receive The confirmation of my promis'd gift ; Which but attends thy naming . Enter three or four Lords . Fair maid , fend forth thine eye ; this youthful parcel Of noble ...
... whose banish'd sense Thou haft repeal'd , a fecond time receive The confirmation of my promis'd gift ; Which but attends thy naming . Enter three or four Lords . Fair maid , fend forth thine eye ; this youthful parcel Of noble ...
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... whose words all ears took captive ; Whofe dear perfection , hearts , that fcorn'd to serve , Humbly call'd miftrefs . King . Praifing what is loft , Makes the remembrance dear . Well hithers . We're reconcil'd , and the first view fhall ...
... whose words all ears took captive ; Whofe dear perfection , hearts , that fcorn'd to serve , Humbly call'd miftrefs . King . Praifing what is loft , Makes the remembrance dear . Well hithers . We're reconcil'd , and the first view fhall ...
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Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.