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Pagina 69
promise you , I fear you ? I was always plain with you , and so now I speak my
agitation of the matter : Therefore , be of good cheer ; for , truly , I think , you are
damn ' d . There is but one hope in it that can do you any good ; and that is but a ...
promise you , I fear you ? I was always plain with you , and so now I speak my
agitation of the matter : Therefore , be of good cheer ; for , truly , I think , you are
damn ' d . There is but one hope in it that can do you any good ; and that is but a ...
Pagina 206
Henley proposed to point it thus : * As those that fear ; they hope , and know they
fear . ' And Malone explains it : ' As those who fear , - - they , even those very
persons entertain hopes , that their fears will not be realized ; and yet , at the
same ...
Henley proposed to point it thus : * As those that fear ; they hope , and know they
fear . ' And Malone explains it : ' As those who fear , - - they , even those very
persons entertain hopes , that their fears will not be realized ; and yet , at the
same ...
Pagina 229
So is running away , when fear proposes the safety ; But the composition , that
your valour and fear makes in you , is a virtue of a good wing ? , and I like the
wear well . Par . I am so full of businesses , I cannot answer thee acutely : I will
return ...
So is running away , when fear proposes the safety ; But the composition , that
your valour and fear makes in you , is a virtue of a good wing ? , and I like the
wear well . Par . I am so full of businesses , I cannot answer thee acutely : I will
return ...
Pagina 256
Hence is it , that we make trifles of terrors ; ensconcing . ourselves into seeming
knowledge , when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear 3 . Par . Why ,
' tis the rarest argument of wonder , that hath shot out in our latter times . Ber .
Hence is it , that we make trifles of terrors ; ensconcing . ourselves into seeming
knowledge , when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear 3 . Par . Why ,
' tis the rarest argument of wonder , that hath shot out in our latter times . Ber .
Pagina 327
Thou speak ' st it falsely , as I love mine honour ; And mak ' st conjectural fears to
come into me , Which I would fain shut out ... My fore - past proofs , howe ' er the
matter fall , Shall tax my fears of little vanity , Having vainly fear ' d too little 16 .
Thou speak ' st it falsely , as I love mine honour ; And mak ' st conjectural fears to
come into me , Which I would fain shut out ... My fore - past proofs , howe ' er the
matter fall , Shall tax my fears of little vanity , Having vainly fear ' d too little 16 .
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