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Pagina 8
Par . There is none : man , fetting down before you , will undermine you and blow you up . Hel . Blefs our poor virginity from underminers and blowers blowers up ! Is there no military policy , how 8 ALL's well , that ENDS well .
Par . There is none : man , fetting down before you , will undermine you and blow you up . Hel . Blefs our poor virginity from underminers and blowers blowers up ! Is there no military policy , how 8 ALL's well , that ENDS well .
Pagina 13
He us'd as creatures of another place , And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks ; Making them proud of his humility , In their poor praise he humbled : Such a man Might be a copy to these younger times ; Which , follow'd well ...
He us'd as creatures of another place , And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks ; Making them proud of his humility , In their poor praise he humbled : Such a man Might be a copy to these younger times ; Which , follow'd well ...
Pagina 15
Tis not unknown to you , Madam , I am poor fellow . Count . Well , Sir . Cla . No , Madam ; ' tis not fo well that I am poor , tho ' many of the rich are damn'd ; but if I have your Ladyfhip's good will to go to the world , Ifeel the ...
Tis not unknown to you , Madam , I am poor fellow . Count . Well , Sir . Cla . No , Madam ; ' tis not fo well that I am poor , tho ' many of the rich are damn'd ; but if I have your Ladyfhip's good will to go to the world , Ifeel the ...
Pagina 19
... Love , no god , that would not extend his might , only where qualities were level ; Diana no Queen of virgins , that would fuffer her poor Knight to be furpriz'd without refcue in the firft affault , or ranfom afterward .
... Love , no god , that would not extend his might , only where qualities were level ; Diana no Queen of virgins , that would fuffer her poor Knight to be furpriz'd without refcue in the firft affault , or ranfom afterward .
Pagina 22
Then , I confess , Here on my knee , before high heav'ns and you , That before you , and next unto high heav'n , I love your fon : My friends were poor , but honest ; fo's my love ; Be not offended ; for it hurts not him , That he is ...
Then , I confess , Here on my knee , before high heav'ns and you , That before you , and next unto high heav'n , I love your fon : My friends were poor , but honest ; fo's my love ; Be not offended ; for it hurts not him , That he is ...
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The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies ... William Shakespeare Volledige weergave - 1740 |
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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.