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Speak briefly , can you like of Paris ' love ? Jul . I'll look to like , if looking liking move : But no more deep will I endart mine eye , Than your consent gives strength to make it fly , ?
Speak briefly , can you like of Paris ' love ? Jul . I'll look to like , if looking liking move : But no more deep will I endart mine eye , Than your consent gives strength to make it fly , ?
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Appear thou in the likeness of a figh , Speak but one rhyme , and I am satisfied . Cry but Ah me ! couple but love and dove ; Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word , One nick name to her purblind son and heir : 4 ( Young Adam Cupid ...
Appear thou in the likeness of a figh , Speak but one rhyme , and I am satisfied . Cry but Ah me ! couple but love and dove ; Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word , One nick name to her purblind son and heir : 4 ( Young Adam Cupid ...
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She speaks : 5 Oh , speak again , bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this fight , being o'er my head , As is a winged messenger of heaven , Unto the white - upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals , that fall back to gaze on him ...
She speaks : 5 Oh , speak again , bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this fight , being o'er my head , As is a winged messenger of heaven , Unto the white - upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals , that fall back to gaze on him ...
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Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face ; Else would a maiden - blush bepaint my check For that which thou hast heard me speak to - night . Fain would I dwell on form ; fain , fain , deny What I have spoke : - but farewell ...
Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face ; Else would a maiden - blush bepaint my check For that which thou hast heard me speak to - night . Fain would I dwell on form ; fain , fain , deny What I have spoke : - but farewell ...
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Bondage is hoarse , and may not speak aloud ; Else would I tear the cave where echo lies , And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine , With repetition of my Romeo's name . Rom . It is my soul that calls upon my name : How filver ...
Bondage is hoarse , and may not speak aloud ; Else would I tear the cave where echo lies , And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine , With repetition of my Romeo's name . Rom . It is my soul that calls upon my name : How filver ...
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Page 263 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Ha! have you eyes ? You cannot call it love; for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment...
Page 212 - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 33 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Page 225 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
Page 30 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Page 89 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out...
Page 468 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Page 239 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Page 168 - Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar The friends thou hast and their adoption tried Grapple them...
Page 374 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste despatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
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| Title | Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. Appendixes Volume 10 of The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editors | Samuel Johnson, George Steevens |
| Publisher | C. Bathurst, 1773 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 28 Dec 2006 |
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