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Pagina 22
... fure to lofe ; That feeks not to find that , which fearch implies ; But , riddle - like , lives fweetly , where the dies . Count . Had you not lately an intent , fpeak truly , To go to Paris ? 3 Hel . Madam , I had . Count . Wherefore ...
... fure to lofe ; That feeks not to find that , which fearch implies ; But , riddle - like , lives fweetly , where the dies . Count . Had you not lately an intent , fpeak truly , To go to Paris ? 3 Hel . Madam , I had . Count . Wherefore ...
Pagina 23
... stay at home , And pray God's bleffing into thy attempt : Begone , to - morrow ; and he fure of this , What I can help thee to , thou fhalt not mifs . [ Exeunt . ACT XXXXXXX ) A C T II . SCENE , the ALL's well , that ENDS well . 23.
... stay at home , And pray God's bleffing into thy attempt : Begone , to - morrow ; and he fure of this , What I can help thee to , thou fhalt not mifs . [ Exeunt . ACT XXXXXXX ) A C T II . SCENE , the ALL's well , that ENDS well . 23.
Pagina 29
... fure , My art is not past power , nor you past cure . King . Art thou fo confident ? within what space Hop'ft thou my cure ? Hel . The greatest grace lending grace , Ere twice the horses of the fun fhall bring Their fiery torcher his ...
... fure , My art is not past power , nor you past cure . King . Art thou fo confident ? within what space Hop'ft thou my cure ? Hel . The greatest grace lending grace , Ere twice the horses of the fun fhall bring Their fiery torcher his ...
Pagina 34
... fure death , - Par . Juft , you fay well : fo would I have faid . Laf . I may truly fay , it is a novelty to the world . Par . It is , indeed , if you will have it in fhewing , you fhall read it in , what do you call there- Laf . A ...
... fure death , - Par . Juft , you fay well : fo would I have faid . Laf . I may truly fay , it is a novelty to the world . Par . It is , indeed , if you will have it in fhewing , you fhall read it in , what do you call there- Laf . A ...
Pagina 36
... fays , I thank you , Sir ; that is all I have to advance . I am oblig'd to you for your compliance ; but my eye and heart have another aim . her : her fure , they are baftards to the English , 36 ALL's well , that ENDS well .
... fays , I thank you , Sir ; that is all I have to advance . I am oblig'd to you for your compliance ; but my eye and heart have another aim . her : her fure , they are baftards to the English , 36 ALL's well , that ENDS well .
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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.