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Pagina 14
... foul the clearness of dur deservings , zoben of ourselves we publish them . ] This sentiment our author has again inculcated in his Troilus and Creffida . The worthiness of praise distains his worth , If he , that's prais'd , himself ...
... foul the clearness of dur deservings , zoben of ourselves we publish them . ] This sentiment our author has again inculcated in his Troilus and Creffida . The worthiness of praise distains his worth , If he , that's prais'd , himself ...
Pagina 15
... foul the clearnefs of our defervings , when of ourfelves we publish them . C Count . What does this khavé here ? get you gone , ferrah : the complaints , I have heard of you , I do not all believe ' tis my flowness that I do not , for ...
... foul the clearnefs of our defervings , when of ourfelves we publish them . C Count . What does this khavé here ? get you gone , ferrah : the complaints , I have heard of you , I do not all believe ' tis my flowness that I do not , for ...
Pagina 16
... foul - mouth'd and calum- Rious knave ? Clo . A prophet , I , Madam ; and I speak the truth the next way ; " For I the ballad will repeat , which men full trud " fhall find ; > Your marriage comes by deftiny , your cuckow fings " by ...
... foul - mouth'd and calum- Rious knave ? Clo . A prophet , I , Madam ; and I speak the truth the next way ; " For I the ballad will repeat , which men full trud " fhall find ; > Your marriage comes by deftiny , your cuckow fings " by ...
Pagina 47
... foul of this man is his clothes . Truft him not in matter of heavy confequence :: I have kept of them tame , and know their natures . Farewel , Monfieur , I have spoken better of you , than you have or will deferve at my hand , but we ...
... foul of this man is his clothes . Truft him not in matter of heavy confequence :: I have kept of them tame , and know their natures . Farewel , Monfieur , I have spoken better of you , than you have or will deferve at my hand , but we ...
Pagina 56
... foul Lends the tongue vows , Thefe blazes , oh , my daughter , Giving more light than heat , extinct in both Ev'n in their promise as it is a making , You must not take for fire . -In few , Ophelia , Do not believe his vows , for they ...
... foul Lends the tongue vows , Thefe blazes , oh , my daughter , Giving more light than heat , extinct in both Ev'n in their promise as it is a making , You must not take for fire . -In few , Ophelia , Do not believe his vows , for they ...
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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.