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... beft brine a maiden can feafon her praife in . The remembrance of her father never ap- proaches her heart , but the tyranny of her forrows takes all livelihood from her cheek . No more of this , Helena I Velena ; go to , no more ; left ...
... beft brine a maiden can feafon her praife in . The remembrance of her father never ap- proaches her heart , but the tyranny of her forrows takes all livelihood from her cheek . No more of this , Helena I Velena ; go to , no more ; left ...
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... beft , That fhall attend his love . Count . Heav'n blefs him ! Farewel , Bertram . [ Exit Countess Ber . [ To Hel . ] The best wishes , that can be forg'd in your thoughts , be fervants to you : be comfortable to my mother , your ...
... beft , That fhall attend his love . Count . Heav'n blefs him ! Farewel , Bertram . [ Exit Countess Ber . [ To Hel . ] The best wishes , that can be forg'd in your thoughts , be fervants to you : be comfortable to my mother , your ...
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... beft thrive , When rather from our acts we them derive Than our foregoers . ] How nearly does this fentiment of ́our author's refemble the following paffage of Juvenal ! Ergo ut miremur te , non tua , primum aliquid da ' · Quod poffim ...
... beft thrive , When rather from our acts we them derive Than our foregoers . ] How nearly does this fentiment of ́our author's refemble the following paffage of Juvenal ! Ergo ut miremur te , non tua , primum aliquid da ' · Quod poffim ...
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... beft explain'd by another paffage in Hamlet , where Polonius is counfelling his daughter . -I do know , When the blood burns , how prodigal the foul Lends the tongue vows , Thefe blazes , oh , my daughter , Giving more light than heat ...
... beft explain'd by another paffage in Hamlet , where Polonius is counfelling his daughter . -I do know , When the blood burns , how prodigal the foul Lends the tongue vows , Thefe blazes , oh , my daughter , Giving more light than heat ...
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... beft to bear it . Now his important blood will nought deny , That fhe'll demand : a ring the Count does wear , That downward hath fucceeded in his house From fon to fon , fome four or five defcents , Since the first father wore it ...
... beft to bear it . Now his important blood will nought deny , That fhe'll demand : a ring the Count does wear , That downward hath fucceeded in his house From fon to fon , fome four or five defcents , Since the first father wore it ...
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Página 103 - 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 394 - 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 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Página 258 - 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 142 - 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.