Works, Volume 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... hath quench'd his fleepy lamp ; Or four and twenty times the pilot's glafs Hath told the thievith minutes how they pafs ; What is infirm from fball fly , your found parts Health fhall live free , and fick nefs freely die . King Upon thy ...
... hath quench'd his fleepy lamp ; Or four and twenty times the pilot's glafs Hath told the thievith minutes how they pafs ; What is infirm from fball fly , your found parts Health fhall live free , and fick nefs freely die . King Upon thy ...
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... hath fhot out in our later times . Ber . And fo ' tis . Luf . To be relinquish'd of the artists- Par . So I fay , both of Galen and Paracelfus . Laf . Of all the learned and authentic fellows Par . Right , fo I fay . Laf . That gave him ...
... hath fhot out in our later times . Ber . And fo ' tis . Luf . To be relinquish'd of the artists- Par . So I fay , both of Galen and Paracelfus . Laf . Of all the learned and authentic fellows Par . Right , fo I fay . Laf . That gave him ...
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... Know't thou not , Bertram , What the hath done for me ? Ber . Yes , my good Lord , But never hope to know why I should marry her . C 2 King . King . Thou know'ft , fhe has rais'd me from Sc . 6 . 2.7 . ALL'S ' WEIL THAT ENDS WELL .
... Know't thou not , Bertram , What the hath done for me ? Ber . Yes , my good Lord , But never hope to know why I should marry her . C 2 King . King . Thou know'ft , fhe has rais'd me from Sc . 6 . 2.7 . ALL'S ' WEIL THAT ENDS WELL .
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William Shakespeare. The King hath done you wrong : but , huh ! ' tis fo , SCENE IX . Enter Helena and Clown . Hel . My mother greets me kindly , is the well ? [ Exeunt Clo . She is not well , but yet fhe ... hath done you wrong: but, huh...
William Shakespeare. The King hath done you wrong : but , huh ! ' tis fo , SCENE IX . Enter Helena and Clown . Hel . My mother greets me kindly , is the well ? [ Exeunt Clo . She is not well , but yet fhe ... hath done you wrong: but, huh...
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... hath happen'd , all as I would have had it ; fave that he comes not along with her . Clo . By my troth , I take my young Lord to be a very melancholy man . Count . By what obfervance , I pray you ? Clo . Why , he will look upon his boot ...
... hath happen'd , all as I would have had it ; fave that he comes not along with her . Clo . By my troth , I take my young Lord to be a very melancholy man . Count . By what obfervance , I pray you ? Clo . Why , he will look upon his boot ...
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Página 324 - 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 248 - By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Página 324 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Página 330 - 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 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.