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... thing with it ? Hel . Not my virginity yet . There fhall your mailer have a thousand loves , A mother , and a mistress , and a friend , A phoenix , captain , and an enemy , A guide , a goddefs , and a fovereign , A counsellor , a ...
... thing with it ? Hel . Not my virginity yet . There fhall your mailer have a thousand loves , A mother , and a mistress , and a friend , A phoenix , captain , and an enemy , A guide , a goddefs , and a fovereign , A counsellor , a ...
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... things . Impoffible be ftrange attempts , to those That weigh their pain in fense ; and do suppose , What hath been , cannot be . Who ever ftrove To fhew her merit , that did mifs her love ? --- The King's disease my project may deceive ...
... things . Impoffible be ftrange attempts , to those That weigh their pain in fense ; and do suppose , What hath been , cannot be . Who ever ftrove To fhew her merit , that did mifs her love ? --- The King's disease my project may deceive ...
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... thing that look'd like " Pride or Sharpness , ( of which Qualities Contempt and Bit- " ternefs are the Exceffes , ) his Equal had awak'd them , not " his Inferior ; to whom he fcorn'd to discover any thing that " bore the Shadow of ...
... thing that look'd like " Pride or Sharpness , ( of which Qualities Contempt and Bit- " ternefs are the Exceffes , ) his Equal had awak'd them , not " his Inferior ; to whom he fcorn'd to discover any thing that " bore the Shadow of ...
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... things difdain ; whofe judgments are Meer fathers of their garments ; whofe conftancies Expire before their fashions : this he wish'd . I , after him , do after him wish too , ( Since I nor wax , nor honey , can bring home ) I quickly ...
... things difdain ; whofe judgments are Meer fathers of their garments ; whofe conftancies Expire before their fashions : this he wish'd . I , after him , do after him wish too , ( Since I nor wax , nor honey , can bring home ) I quickly ...
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... things knows , As ' tis with us , that fquare our guess by shows : But most it is prefumption in us , when The help of heav'n we count the act of men . Dear Sir , to my endeavours give consent , Of heav'n , not me , make an experiment ...
... things knows , As ' tis with us , that fquare our guess by shows : But most it is prefumption in us , when The help of heav'n we count the act of men . Dear Sir , to my endeavours give consent , Of heav'n , not me , make an experiment ...
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Page 246 - 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.
Page 376 - 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; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 133 - 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.
Page 407 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 97 - 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.