The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: Pericles. King Lear. Romeo and JulietT. Bensley, 1800 |
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... mistress ' lips , ) We drink this health to you . Knights . Sim . Yet paufe a while ; We thank your grace . Yon knight , methinks , doth fit too melancholy , As if the entertainment in our court Had not a show might countervail his ...
... mistress ' lips , ) We drink this health to you . Knights . Sim . Yet paufe a while ; We thank your grace . Yon knight , methinks , doth fit too melancholy , As if the entertainment in our court Had not a show might countervail his ...
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... Mistress , ' tis well , your choice agrees with mine ; I like that well : -nay , how absolute she's in't , Not minding whether I diflike or no ! Well , I commend her choice ; And will no longer have it be delay'd . Soft , here he comes ...
... Mistress , ' tis well , your choice agrees with mine ; I like that well : -nay , how absolute she's in't , Not minding whether I diflike or no ! Well , I commend her choice ; And will no longer have it be delay'd . Soft , here he comes ...
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... mistress , are you so peremptory ? — I am glad of it with all my heart . [ Afide . ] I'll tame you ; I'll bring you in subjection.- Will you , not having my confent , bestow Your love and your affections on a stranger ? ( Who , for ...
... mistress , are you so peremptory ? — I am glad of it with all my heart . [ Afide . ] I'll tame you ; I'll bring you in subjection.- Will you , not having my confent , bestow Your love and your affections on a stranger ? ( Who , for ...
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... mistress , on whose grace You may depend hereafter . - Come , my lord . SCENE IV . Ephefus . A Room in Cerimon's House . Enter CERIMON and THAISA . [ Exeunt . Cer . Madam , this letter , and fome certain jewels , Lay with you in your ...
... mistress , on whose grace You may depend hereafter . - Come , my lord . SCENE IV . Ephefus . A Room in Cerimon's House . Enter CERIMON and THAISA . [ Exeunt . Cer . Madam , this letter , and fome certain jewels , Lay with you in your ...
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... mistress Dian ; ftill This Philoten contends in skill With abfolute Marina : fo With the dove of Paphos might the crow Vie feathers white . Marina gets All praises , which are paid as debts , And not as given . This fo darks In Philoten ...
... mistress Dian ; ftill This Philoten contends in skill With abfolute Marina : fo With the dove of Paphos might the crow Vie feathers white . Marina gets All praises , which are paid as debts , And not as given . This fo darks In Philoten ...
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Afide againſt art thou Bawd BENVOLIO beſt Boult CAPULET cauſe CLEON Cordelia Corn courſe daughter dead death DIONYZA doft doth Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father fhall fifter fince firſt flain fome Fool forrow foul friar ftand fuch Gent gentleman give GLOSTER gods GONERIL hath heart heaven Helicanus himſelf hither honour houſe huſband itſelf Juliet Kent king King Lear lady laſt Lear lord LYSIMACHUS madam Mantua Marina maſter Mercutio miſtreſs Mitylene moft Montague moſt muſt myſelf night Nurfe Nurſe Pentapolis Pericles pleaſe pleaſure pray prince Prince of Tyre purpoſe Regan Romeo ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtay Stew ſuch ſweet tell Tharfus thee there's theſe thine thoſe thou art Tybalt Tyre uſe villain whoſe wife
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Page 93 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Page 18 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Page 52 - O! reason not the need; our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Page 97 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath. Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks. And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Page 116 - KENT. Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Page 21 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear...
Page 114 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Page 46 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume...
Page 98 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Page 66 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.