The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Volume 3C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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Pagina 28
... hope , To prostitute our paft - cure malady To empericks ; or to diffever fo Our great felf and our credit , to esteem A fenfelefs help , when help paft sense we deem . Hel . My duty then fhall pay me for my pains ; I will no more ...
... hope , To prostitute our paft - cure malady To empericks ; or to diffever fo Our great felf and our credit , to esteem A fenfelefs help , when help paft sense we deem . Hel . My duty then fhall pay me for my pains ; I will no more ...
Pagina 29
... hope is coldeft , and defpair moft fits .. King . I must not hear thee ; fare thee well , kind maid ; Thy pains , not us'd , muft by thyself be paid : Proffers , not took , reap thanks for their reward . Hel . Infpired merit fo by ...
... hope is coldeft , and defpair moft fits .. King . I must not hear thee ; fare thee well , kind maid ; Thy pains , not us'd , muft by thyself be paid : Proffers , not took , reap thanks for their reward . Hel . Infpired merit fo by ...
Pagina 31
... hope of belp from her , fcaree enough to fwear by : and therefore Helen might fufpect , he meant to equivocate with her . Befides , obferve , the greateft part of the fcene is ftrictly in rhyme : and there is no fhadow of reafon why it ...
... hope of belp from her , fcaree enough to fwear by : and therefore Helen might fufpect , he meant to equivocate with her . Befides , obferve , the greateft part of the fcene is ftrictly in rhyme : and there is no fhadow of reafon why it ...
Pagina 37
... hope to know why I'fhould marry her . King . Thou know'ft , fhe has rais'd me from my fickly bed . Ber . But follows it , my Lord , to bring me down : Muft answer for your raifing ? I know her well : She had her breeding at my father's ...
... hope to know why I'fhould marry her . King . Thou know'ft , fhe has rais'd me from my fickly bed . Ber . But follows it , my Lord , to bring me down : Muft answer for your raifing ? I know her well : She had her breeding at my father's ...
Pagina 44
... hope , Sir , I have your good will to have mine own good fortune . Par . You had my prayers to lead them on ; and to keep them on , have them till . O , my knave , how does my old Lady ? Clo . So that you had her wrinkles and I her ...
... hope , Sir , I have your good will to have mine own good fortune . Par . You had my prayers to lead them on ; and to keep them on , have them till . O , my knave , how does my old Lady ? Clo . So that you had her wrinkles and I her ...
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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 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.