The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Page 22
... bring his brother to me , I'll make him find him ; do this fuddenly , And let not fearch and inquifition quail To bring again thefe foolish runaways . SCENE III . Oliver's Houfe . Enter Orlando and Adam . Orla . Who's there ? [ Exeunt ...
... bring his brother to me , I'll make him find him ; do this fuddenly , And let not fearch and inquifition quail To bring again thefe foolish runaways . SCENE III . Oliver's Houfe . Enter Orlando and Adam . Orla . Who's there ? [ Exeunt ...
Page 26
... Bring us where we may reft our felves , and feed Here's a young maid with travel much opprefs'd , And faints for fuccour . Cor . Fair Sir , I pity her , And wifh , for her fake more than for mine own , My fortunes were more able to ...
... Bring us where we may reft our felves , and feed Here's a young maid with travel much opprefs'd , And faints for fuccour . Cor . Fair Sir , I pity her , And wifh , for her fake more than for mine own , My fortunes were more able to ...
Page 29
... bring it for food to thee : thy conceit is nearer death , than thy powers . For my fake be comforta- ble , hold death a while at the arm's end : I will be here with thee presently , and if I bring thee not fomething to eat , I'll give ...
... bring it for food to thee : thy conceit is nearer death , than thy powers . For my fake be comforta- ble , hold death a while at the arm's end : I will be here with thee presently , and if I bring thee not fomething to eat , I'll give ...
Page 34
... bring him dead or living Within this twelvemonth , or turn thou no more To feek a living in our territory . Thy lands and all things that thou doft call thine , Worth feizure , do we feize into our hands , " Till thou can't quit thee by ...
... bring him dead or living Within this twelvemonth , or turn thou no more To feek a living in our territory . Thy lands and all things that thou doft call thine , Worth feizure , do we feize into our hands , " Till thou can't quit thee by ...
Page 37
... bring the ewes and the rams together , and to offer to get your living by the copulation of cattle ; to be a bawd to a bell - weather , and to betray a fhe - lamb of a twelvemonth old to a crooked- pated old cuckoldly ram , out of all ...
... bring the ewes and the rams together , and to offer to get your living by the copulation of cattle ; to be a bawd to a bell - weather , and to betray a fhe - lamb of a twelvemonth old to a crooked- pated old cuckoldly ram , out of all ...
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Page 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Page 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Page 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Page 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Page 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Page 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...