The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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... leave me . [ Exit . SCENE V. Changes to the court of France . Flourish cornets . Enter the king of France with letters , and divers attendants . King . The Florentines and Senoys are by th ' ears ; Have fought with equal fortune , and ...
... leave me . [ Exit . SCENE V. Changes to the court of France . Flourish cornets . Enter the king of France with letters , and divers attendants . King . The Florentines and Senoys are by th ' ears ; Have fought with equal fortune , and ...
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... leave To ftand on either part . 2 Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry , who are fick For breathing and exploit . King . What's he comes here ? Enter Bertram , Lafeu , and Parolles . I Lord . It is the Count Roufillen , my ...
... leave To ftand on either part . 2 Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry , who are fick For breathing and exploit . King . What's he comes here ? Enter Bertram , Lafeu , and Parolles . I Lord . It is the Count Roufillen , my ...
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... leave to inne the crop . If I be his cuckold , he's my drudge . He that comforts my wife , is the cher- ifher of my flesh and blood ; he that cherisheth my fleth and blood , loves my flesh and blood ; he that loves my flesh and blood ...
... leave to inne the crop . If I be his cuckold , he's my drudge . He that comforts my wife , is the cher- ifher of my flesh and blood ; he that cherisheth my fleth and blood , loves my flesh and blood ; he that loves my flesh and blood ...
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... me of this before , which hung fo tottering in the balance , that I could . neither believe nor mifdoubt . Pray you , leave me : ftall ftall this in your bofom , and I thank you 14 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL . A & 1 .
... me of this before , which hung fo tottering in the balance , that I could . neither believe nor mifdoubt . Pray you , leave me : ftall ftall this in your bofom , and I thank you 14 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL . A & 1 .
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... leave to try fuccefs , I'd venture The well - loft life of mine on his Grace's cure , By fuch a day and hour . Count . Doft thou believe't ? Hel . Ay , Madam , knowingly . Count . Why , Helen , thou fhalt have my leave and love ; Means ...
... leave to try fuccefs , I'd venture The well - loft life of mine on his Grace's cure , By fuch a day and hour . Count . Doft thou believe't ? Hel . Ay , Madam , knowingly . Count . Why , Helen , thou fhalt have my leave and love ; Means ...
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Página 116 - 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 336 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Página 330 - 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 82 - 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.
Página 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together...