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 Fronce . Flourish cornets . Enter the King of France with let- ters , 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 Fronce . Flourish cornets . Enter the King of France with let- ters , 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 Roufillon , 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 Roufillon , 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 cherisher of my flesh and blood ; he that cherisheth my flesh 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 cherisher of my flesh and blood ; he that cherisheth my flesh and . blood , loves my flesh and blood ; he that loves my flesh and blood ...
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... many likelihoods inform'd me of this before , which hung fo tottering in the balance , that I could n her believe nor mildoubt . Play you , leave me ; neft I will speak with care ; ftall this in 14 A & t 1 . All's well that ends well .
... many likelihoods inform'd me of this before , which hung fo tottering in the balance , that I could n her believe nor mildoubt . Play you , leave me ; neft I will speak with care ; ftall this in 14 A & t 1 . All's well that ends well .
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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 ...
... 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 ...
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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 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 59 - 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.
Página 252 - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Página 241 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Página 84 - 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.