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Pagina 17
... she fighed as the food ( 7 ) , " And And from him I received that fupplement , which I have given to the text , and the following juftification of it . " I will firft proceed " to juftify my fenfe and emendation , and then account for ...
... she fighed as the food ( 7 ) , " And And from him I received that fupplement , which I have given to the text , and the following juftification of it . " I will firft proceed " to juftify my fenfe and emendation , and then account for ...
Pagina 21
... she was , and did communicate to herself her own words to ber own ears . The author has used the word loneliness , to fignify a perfon's being alone , again in his Hamlet , We will beftow ourselves : read on this book ; That fhew of ...
... she was , and did communicate to herself her own words to ber own ears . The author has used the word loneliness , to fignify a perfon's being alone , again in his Hamlet , We will beftow ourselves : read on this book ; That fhew of ...
Pagina 27
... a Phyfician ; this agrees with what he fubjoins immediately in reply to the King . Why , Doctor - She ; -and - write to her a love - le B 2 King King . Thus he his special nothing ever prologues , ALL's well , that ENDs well . 27.
... a Phyfician ; this agrees with what he fubjoins immediately in reply to the King . Why , Doctor - She ; -and - write to her a love - le B 2 King King . Thus he his special nothing ever prologues , ALL's well , that ENDs well . 27.
Pagina 35
... She addreffes herself to a Lord . " Hel . Gentlemen , heaven hath , through me , reftor's The King to health . All . We understand it , and thank heav'n for you . Hel . I am a fimple maid , and therein wealthiest , That , I proteft ...
... She addreffes herself to a Lord . " Hel . Gentlemen , heaven hath , through me , reftor's The King to health . All . We understand it , and thank heav'n for you . Hel . I am a fimple maid , and therein wealthiest , That , I proteft ...
Pagina 37
... She had her breeding at my father's charge : A poor phyfician's daughter my wife ! -Difdain Rather corrupt me ever ! King . ' Tis only title thou difdain'ft in her , the which I can build up strange is it , that our bloods , ( 18 ) 4 ...
... She had her breeding at my father's charge : A poor phyfician's daughter my wife ! -Difdain Rather corrupt me ever ! King . ' Tis only title thou difdain'ft in her , the which I can build up strange is it , that our bloods , ( 18 ) 4 ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 103 - 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.
Pagina 394 - 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 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Pagina 258 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Pagina 142 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.