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Pagina 11
... both their fury , and my passion , race , With its sweet air : thence I have
followed it , Though thou didst learn , had that in ' t which good Or it hath drawn
me rather : - But ' t is gone . natures | No , it begins again . - - - ARIEL sings . Pro .
... both their fury , and my passion , race , With its sweet air : thence I have
followed it , Though thou didst learn , had that in ' t which good Or it hath drawn
me rather : - But ' t is gone . natures | No , it begins again . - - - ARIEL sings . Pro .
Pagina 12
... s beauty ' s canker , thou mightst That e ' er I sighed for : pity move my father
call him To be inclined my way ! A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows , Fer .
O , if a virgin , And strays about to find them . And your affection not gone forth , I '
ll ...
... s beauty ' s canker , thou mightst That e ' er I sighed for : pity move my father
call him To be inclined my way ! A goodly person : he hath lost his fellows , Fer .
O , if a virgin , And strays about to find them . And your affection not gone forth , I '
ll ...
Pagina 15
And yet he would be king on ' t . He came alive to land . Ant . The latter end of his
commonwealth forAlon . No , no , he ' s gone . gets the beginning Seb . Sir , you
may thank yourself for this great Gon . All things in common , nature should ...
And yet he would be king on ' t . He came alive to land . Ant . The latter end of his
commonwealth forAlon . No , no , he ' s gone . gets the beginning Seb . Sir , you
may thank yourself for this great Gon . All things in common , nature should ...
Pagina 16
He ' s gone . Ant . Do you not hear me speak ? Ant . Then , tell me , Seb . I do ;
and , surely , Who ' s the next heir of Naples ? It is a sleepy language ; and thou
speak ' st Seb . Claribel . Out of thy sleep : What is it thou didst say ? Ant . She
that ...
He ' s gone . Ant . Do you not hear me speak ? Ant . Then , tell me , Seb . I do ;
and , surely , Who ' s the next heir of Naples ? It is a sleepy language ; and thou
speak ' st Seb . Claribel . Out of thy sleep : What is it thou didst say ? Ant . She
that ...
Pagina 22
I am patch !in case to justle a constable : why , thou deboshed I do beseech thy
greatness , give him blows , fish thou , was there ever a man a coward , that And
take his bottle from him : when that ' s gone , hath drunk so much sack as I to -
day ...
I am patch !in case to justle a constable : why , thou deboshed I do beseech thy
greatness , give him blows , fish thou , was there ever a man a coward , that And
take his bottle from him : when that ' s gone , hath drunk so much sack as I to -
day ...
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Pagina 358 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Pagina 60 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.