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Pagina 7
Love all , trust a few , Do wrong to none ; be able for thine enemy Rather in power , than use ; and keep thy friend . Under thy own life's key : be check'd for filence , But never tax'd for fpeech . What heav'n more will , That thee ...
Love all , trust a few , Do wrong to none ; be able for thine enemy Rather in power , than use ; and keep thy friend . Under thy own life's key : be check'd for filence , But never tax'd for fpeech . What heav'n more will , That thee ...
Pagina 11
... my inftruction fhall ferve to naturalize thee , fo , thou wilt be capable of courtiers counfel , and under .. ftand what advice fhall thruft upon thee ; elfe thou dieft in thine unthankfulnefs , and thine ignorance makes thee away ...
... my inftruction fhall ferve to naturalize thee , fo , thou wilt be capable of courtiers counfel , and under .. ftand what advice fhall thruft upon thee ; elfe thou dieft in thine unthankfulnefs , and thine ignorance makes thee away ...
Pagina 15
Such friends are thine enemies , knave . MA — ἀλλ ̓ ἐνθισίμως Αἰνεῖν , παρ ̓ ἄλλων χρὴ τόδ ' ἔρχεσθαι ημέρας . But to be prais'd with honour , is a tribute That must be paid us from another's tongue . 3 Clo Clo .
Such friends are thine enemies , knave . MA — ἀλλ ̓ ἐνθισίμως Αἰνεῖν , παρ ̓ ἄλλων χρὴ τόδ ' ἔρχεσθαι ημέρας . But to be prais'd with honour , is a tribute That must be paid us from another's tongue . 3 Clo Clo .
Pagina 20
... Yet I exprefs to you a mother's care : God's mercy ! maiden , do's it curd thy blood , To fay , I am thy mother ? what's the matter , That this diftemper'd meffenger of wet , The many - colour'd Iris , rounds thine eyes ?
... Yet I exprefs to you a mother's care : God's mercy ! maiden , do's it curd thy blood , To fay , I am thy mother ? what's the matter , That this diftemper'd meffenger of wet , The many - colour'd Iris , rounds thine eyes ?
Pagina 21
For , look , thy cheeks Confefs it one to th ' other ; and thine eyes See it fo grofly fhown in thy behaviour , That in their kind they speak it : only fin And hellish obftinacy tie thy tongue , That truth fhould be fufpected ; fpeak ...
For , look , thy cheeks Confefs it one to th ' other ; and thine eyes See it fo grofly fhown in thy behaviour , That in their kind they speak it : only fin And hellish obftinacy tie thy tongue , That truth fhould be fufpected ; fpeak ...
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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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