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... live in Pythagoras , so the sweete - wittie soule of Ovid lives in mellifluous and hony - tongued Shakespeare ; witnes his Venus and Adonis , his Lucrece , his sugred Sonnets among his private friends , & c . " As Plautus and Seneca are ...
... live in Pythagoras , so the sweete - wittie soule of Ovid lives in mellifluous and hony - tongued Shakespeare ; witnes his Venus and Adonis , his Lucrece , his sugred Sonnets among his private friends , & c . " As Plautus and Seneca are ...
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... live to see the issue of the contest ; the prohibition and order in question not being made before 1618 . 89 Greene terms Shakespeare his cousin , i.e. kinsman , but their exact relationship is unknown . In the burial register of ...
... live to see the issue of the contest ; the prohibition and order in question not being made before 1618 . 89 Greene terms Shakespeare his cousin , i.e. kinsman , but their exact relationship is unknown . In the burial register of ...
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... live Thy Tombe , thy name must : when that stone is rent , And Time dissolves thy Stratford Moniment , Here we alive shall view thee still . This booke , When Brasse and Marble fade , shall make thee looke Fresh to all Ages ; when ...
... live Thy Tombe , thy name must : when that stone is rent , And Time dissolves thy Stratford Moniment , Here we alive shall view thee still . This booke , When Brasse and Marble fade , shall make thee looke Fresh to all Ages ; when ...
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... live upon hopes ! feast upon a lock ! fatten upon a smile ! and surfeit and die upon a kiss ! What a Cameleon lover is a Platonick ! " - The World in the Moon , 1697 . d If you turn not , - ] If you remain constant to your love . Ay ...
... live upon hopes ! feast upon a lock ! fatten upon a smile ! and surfeit and die upon a kiss ! What a Cameleon lover is a Platonick ! " - The World in the Moon , 1697 . d If you turn not , - ] If you remain constant to your love . Ay ...
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... live in your air . VAL . You have said , sir . THU . Ay , sir , and done too , for this time . VAL . I know it well , sir ; you always end ere you begin . SIL . A fine volley of words , gentlemen , and quickly shot off . VAL . " T is ...
... live in your air . VAL . You have said , sir . THU . Ay , sir , and done too , for this time . VAL . I know it well , sir ; you always end ere you begin . SIL . A fine volley of words , gentlemen , and quickly shot off . VAL . " T is ...
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Página 471 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Página 374 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Página 310 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Página 168 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Página 3 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.