The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volume 8H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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Pagina 10
... Once more , on pain of death , all men depart . [ Exeunt Prince and Capulet , & c . La . Mon. Who fet this ancient quarrel new abroach ; Speak , nephew , were you by , when it began ? Ben . Here were the fervants of your adversary , And ...
... Once more , on pain of death , all men depart . [ Exeunt Prince and Capulet , & c . La . Mon. Who fet this ancient quarrel new abroach ; Speak , nephew , were you by , when it began ? Ben . Here were the fervants of your adversary , And ...
Pagina 19
... the prettiest babe , that e'er I nurst . An ' I might live to fee thea married once , I have my wish . La .. Cap . And that fime marriage is the very theme .. I came I came to talk of . Tell me , daughter ROMEO and JULIET . F9.
... the prettiest babe , that e'er I nurst . An ' I might live to fee thea married once , I have my wish . La .. Cap . And that fime marriage is the very theme .. I came I came to talk of . Tell me , daughter ROMEO and JULIET . F9.
Pagina 21
... once thought the true one , before I fully understood the paffage . But I have prov'd , that crow - keeper , which poffeffes all the old copies , is the genuine reading of the Poet , in my .49th note on King Lear , Rom . Rom . I am too ...
... once thought the true one , before I fully understood the paffage . But I have prov'd , that crow - keeper , which poffeffes all the old copies , is the genuine reading of the Poet , in my .49th note on King Lear , Rom . Rom . I am too ...
Pagina 22
... once in our fine wits . Rom . And we mean well in going to this mask ; But ' tis no wit to go . Mer , Why , may one ask ? Rom . I dreamt a dream to - night . Mer . And fo did I. Rom . Well ; what was yours ? Mer . That dreamers often ...
... once in our fine wits . Rom . And we mean well in going to this mask ; But ' tis no wit to go . Mer , Why , may one ask ? Rom . I dreamt a dream to - night . Mer . And fo did I. Rom . Well ; what was yours ? Mer . That dreamers often ...
Pagina 24
... once untangled , much misfortune bodes . This is the hag , when maids lie on their backs , That preffes them , and learns them first to bear ; Making them women of good carriage : This is fhe- Rom . Peace , peace , Mercutio , peace ...
... once untangled , much misfortune bodes . This is the hag , when maids lie on their backs , That preffes them , and learns them first to bear ; Making them women of good carriage : This is fhe- Rom . Peace , peace , Mercutio , peace ...
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Pagina 231 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Pagina 17 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Pagina 123 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Pagina 177 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Pagina 185 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this?
Pagina 221 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Pagina 160 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Pagina 261 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Pagina 31 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Pagina 26 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.