The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... hour ago fince it was nine , And after one hour more ' twill be eleven ; C 3 And And fo from hour to hour we ripe and ripe As You Like it . 29.
... hour ago fince it was nine , And after one hour more ' twill be eleven ; C 3 And And fo from hour to hour we ripe and ripe As You Like it . 29.
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William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). And fo from hour to hour we ripe and ripe , And then from hour to hour we rot and rot , And thereby hangs a tale . When I did hear The motley fool thus moral on the time , My lungs began ...
William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). And fo from hour to hour we ripe and ripe , And then from hour to hour we rot and rot , And thereby hangs a tale . When I did hear The motley fool thus moral on the time , My lungs began ...
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... hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days ; If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church ; If ever fate at any good man's feaft ; If ever from your eyelids wip'd a tear , And known what ' tis to pity , and be pitied ...
... hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days ; If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church ; If ever fate at any good man's feaft ; If ever from your eyelids wip'd a tear , And known what ' tis to pity , and be pitied ...
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... hours excepted : it is the right butter- women's rate to market . Ref . Out , fool ! Clo . For a tafte . If a bart doth lack a bind , Let bim feck out Rofalind . If the cat will after kind , So be fare will Rofalind . Winter garments ...
... hours excepted : it is the right butter- women's rate to market . Ref . Out , fool ! Clo . For a tafte . If a bart doth lack a bind , Let bim feck out Rofalind . If the cat will after kind , So be fare will Rofalind . Winter garments ...
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... hour , would de- tect the lazy foot of time , as well as a clock . Orla . And why not the fwift foot of time ? had not that been as proper ? Rof . By no means , Sir : time travels in divers paces with divers perfons ; I'll tell you who ...
... hour , would de- tect the lazy foot of time , as well as a clock . Orla . And why not the fwift foot of time ? had not that been as proper ? Rof . By no means , Sir : time travels in divers paces with divers perfons ; I'll tell you who ...
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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...