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Pagina 11
The King's disease - my project may deceive me , But my intents are fix'd , and will not leave me . [ Exit , A 6 SCENE SCENE changes to the Court of France . Flourish Cornets ALL's well , that ENDS well . 11 .
The King's disease - my project may deceive me , But my intents are fix'd , and will not leave me . [ Exit , A 6 SCENE SCENE changes to the Court of France . Flourish Cornets ALL's well , that ENDS well . 11 .
Pagina 12
Yet , for our gentlemen that mean to fee The Tufcan fervice , freely have they leave- To ftand on either part . 2 Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry , who are fick . For breathing and exploit . King .
Yet , for our gentlemen that mean to fee The Tufcan fervice , freely have they leave- To ftand on either part . 2 Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry , who are fick . For breathing and exploit . King .
Pagina 16
Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of ; he , that cares my land , fpares my team , and gives me leave to inne the crop ; if I be his cuckold , he'st my drudge ...
Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of ; he , that cares my land , fpares my team , and gives me leave to inne the crop ; if I be his cuckold , he'st my drudge ...
Pagina 19
You have difcharg'd this honeftly , keep it to . yourself ; many likelihoods inform'd me of this before , which hung fo tottering in the balance , that I could neither believe nor mifdoubt ; pray you , leave me ; ftall this in your ...
You have difcharg'd this honeftly , keep it to . yourself ; many likelihoods inform'd me of this before , which hung fo tottering in the balance , that I could neither believe nor mifdoubt ; pray you , leave me ; ftall this in your ...
Pagina 23
More than my father's kill , ( which was the great ' Of his profeffion , ) that his good receipt Shall for my legacy be fanctified By th ' luckieft ftars in heav'n ; and , would your Honour But give me leave to ...
More than my father's kill , ( which was the great ' Of his profeffion , ) that his good receipt Shall for my legacy be fanctified By th ' luckieft ftars in heav'n ; and , would your Honour But give me leave to ...
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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 396 - 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 260 - 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.