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Pagina 11
... kifs , like native things . Impoffible be ftrange attempts , to those That weigh their pain in fenfe ; and do fuppofe , What hath been , cannot be . Who ever ftrove To fhew her merit , that did mifs her love ? The King's disease - my ...
... kifs , like native things . Impoffible be ftrange attempts , to those That weigh their pain in fenfe ; and do fuppofe , What hath been , cannot be . Who ever ftrove To fhew her merit , that did mifs her love ? The King's disease - my ...
Pagina 31
... no fhadow of reafon why it fhould be interrupted here . I rather imagine , the poet wrote ; Ay , by my scepter , and my hopes of heav'n . B 4 Dr. Thirlby . cannot cannot make a leg , put off's cap , kifs ALL's well , that ENDS well . 31.
... no fhadow of reafon why it fhould be interrupted here . I rather imagine , the poet wrote ; Ay , by my scepter , and my hopes of heav'n . B 4 Dr. Thirlby . cannot cannot make a leg , put off's cap , kifs ALL's well , that ENDS well . 31.
Pagina 32
... kifs his hand , and fay nothing , has neither leg , hands , lip , nor cap ; and , indeed , fuch a fellow , to fay precifely , were not for the court : but for me , I have an answer will ferve all men . هم Count . Marry , that's a ...
... kifs his hand , and fay nothing , has neither leg , hands , lip , nor cap ; and , indeed , fuch a fellow , to fay precifely , were not for the court : but for me , I have an answer will ferve all men . هم Count . Marry , that's a ...
Pagina 48
... kifs . Ber . I pray you , ftay not ; but in hafte to horse . Hel . ( 26 ) I fhall not break your bidding , good my Lord : Where are my other men ? Monfieur , farewel . [ Exit . Ber . Go thou tow'rd home , where I will never come ...
... kifs . Ber . I pray you , ftay not ; but in hafte to horse . Hel . ( 26 ) I fhall not break your bidding , good my Lord : Where are my other men ? Monfieur , farewel . [ Exit . Ber . Go thou tow'rd home , where I will never come ...
Pagina 77
... kifs . ] All the editors have obtruded a new maxim upon us here , that boys are not to kifs.- Livia , in Beaumont and Fletcher's Tamer - tam'd , is of a quite oppofite opinion . For boys were made for nothing but dry kiffes . And our ...
... kifs . ] All the editors have obtruded a new maxim upon us here , that boys are not to kifs.- Livia , in Beaumont and Fletcher's Tamer - tam'd , is of a quite oppofite opinion . For boys were made for nothing but dry kiffes . And our ...
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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.