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Pagina 7
What heav'n more will , That thee may furnish , and my prayers pluck down , Fall on thy head ! farewel , my Lord ; ' Tis an unfeafon'd courtier , good my Lord , Advise ...
What heav'n more will , That thee may furnish , and my prayers pluck down , Fall on thy head ! farewel , my Lord ; ' Tis an unfeafon'd courtier , good my Lord , Advise ...
Pagina 11
... and under .. ftand what advice fhall thruft upon thee ; elfe thou dieft in thine unthankfulnefs , and thine ignorance makes thee away ; farewel . When thou haft leisure ,. fay thy prayers ; when thou haft none , remember thy friends ...
... and under .. ftand what advice fhall thruft upon thee ; elfe thou dieft in thine unthankfulnefs , and thine ignorance makes thee away ; farewel . When thou haft leisure ,. fay thy prayers ; when thou haft none , remember thy friends ...
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
I'll 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 XX ACT II . SCENE , the Court of France ALL's well , that ENDS ...
I'll 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 XX ACT II . SCENE , the Court of France ALL's well , that ENDS ...
Pagina 32
I pray you , Sir , are you a courtier ? Clo . O Lord , Sir , -there's a fimple putting off : more , more , a hundred of them . Count . Sir , I am a poor friend of yours , that loves you . Clo . O Lord , Sir , -thick , thick , fpare not ...
I pray you , Sir , are you a courtier ? Clo . O Lord , Sir , -there's a fimple putting off : more , more , a hundred of them . Count . Sir , I am a poor friend of yours , that loves you . Clo . O Lord , Sir , -thick , thick , fpare not ...
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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 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.
Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Volume 3 The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, William Shakespeare |
| Auteur | William Shakespeare |
| Redacteur | Mr. Theobald (Lewis) |
| Uitgever | C. Bathurst, 1773 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | de New York Public Library |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 4 jan 2007 |
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