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The secrets of his over - charged soul : And boding scritch - owls make the
concert full ! And I am sent to tell his majesty , All the foui terrors in dark - seated
hellThat even now he cries aloud for him . 2. Mar. Enough , sweet Suffolk , thou
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The secrets of his over - charged soul : And boding scritch - owls make the
concert full ! And I am sent to tell his majesty , All the foui terrors in dark - seated
hellThat even now he cries aloud for him . 2. Mar. Enough , sweet Suffolk , thou
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To bid the father wipe his eyes withal , Upon my soul , the hearers will shed tears
; And yet be seen to bear a woman's face ? Yea , even my foe will shed fast -
falling tears , Women are soft , mild , pitiful , and Aexible ; And say , -Alas , it was
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To bid the father wipe his eyes withal , Upon my soul , the hearers will shed tears
; And yet be seen to bear a woman's face ? Yea , even my foe will shed fast -
falling tears , Women are soft , mild , pitiful , and Aexible ; And say , -Alas , it was
a ...
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And charg'd us from his soul to love each other , What lawyıl quest ' have given
their verdict up 5 He little thought of this divided friendship : l'nto the frowning
judge ? or who pronounc'd Bid Gloster think on this , and he will weep . gain ?
And charg'd us from his soul to love each other , What lawyıl quest ' have given
their verdict up 5 He little thought of this divided friendship : l'nto the frowning
judge ? or who pronounc'd Bid Gloster think on this , and he will weep . gain ?
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Up to some scaffold , there to lose their And there the little souls of Edward's
children K. Rich . ... That thou dost love my daughter , from Slander myself , as
false to Edward's bed ; So , from thy soul's love , didst thou love her Throw over
her the ...
Up to some scaffold , there to lose their And there the little souls of Edward's
children K. Rich . ... That thou dost love my daughter , from Slander myself , as
false to Edward's bed ; So , from thy soul's love , didst thou love her Throw over
her the ...
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Good angels guard thy battle ! Live , and flourish ! 200 coward conscience , how
dost thou afflict me ! Enter the Ghosts of Rivers , Grey , and Vaughan . The lights
burn blue.- Is it not dead midnight ? Rir . Let ine sit heavy on thy soul to - morrow !
Good angels guard thy battle ! Live , and flourish ! 200 coward conscience , how
dost thou afflict me ! Enter the Ghosts of Rivers , Grey , and Vaughan . The lights
burn blue.- Is it not dead midnight ? Rir . Let ine sit heavy on thy soul to - morrow !
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Página 1020 - Is it not monstrous that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit That from her working all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? and all for nothing...
Página 1026 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Página 1017 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
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Página 868 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then every thing includes itself in power, Power...
Página 1005 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.