The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 4R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... fool . VAL . So , by your circumstance , I fear you'll prove . PRO . " Tis love you cavil at ; I am not love . VAL . Love is your master , for he masters you ; And he that is so yoked by a fool , Methinks should not be chronicled for ...
... fool . VAL . So , by your circumstance , I fear you'll prove . PRO . " Tis love you cavil at ; I am not love . VAL . Love is your master , for he masters you ; And he that is so yoked by a fool , Methinks should not be chronicled for ...
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... fool , on each other . So in the second part of Pasquil's Mad Cappe , Sig . E .: " If such a noddy be not thought a fool . " Again in Wit's Private Wealth , 1612 , if you see a trull scarce , give her a nod , but follow her not , lest ...
... fool , on each other . So in the second part of Pasquil's Mad Cappe , Sig . E .: " If such a noddy be not thought a fool . " Again in Wit's Private Wealth , 1612 , if you see a trull scarce , give her a nod , but follow her not , lest ...
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... fool is she , that knows I am a maid , And would not force the letter to my view ? Since maids , in modesty , say No , to that1 Which they would have the profferer construe , Ay . Fie , fie ! how wayward is this foolish love , That ...
... fool is she , that knows I am a maid , And would not force the letter to my view ? Since maids , in modesty , say No , to that1 Which they would have the profferer construe , Ay . Fie , fie ! how wayward is this foolish love , That ...
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... fool , I meant not thee ; I meant thy master . SPEED . I tell thee , my master is become a hot lover . LAUNCE . Why , I tell thee , I care not though he burn himself in love . If thou wilt go with me to the ale - house , so ; if not ...
... fool , I meant not thee ; I meant thy master . SPEED . I tell thee , my master is become a hot lover . LAUNCE . Why , I tell thee , I care not though he burn himself in love . If thou wilt go with me to the ale - house , so ; if not ...
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... fools are mad , if left alone . Take no repulse , whatever she doth say ; For , get you gone , she doth not mean , away : Flatter , and praise , commend , extol their graces ; Though ne'er so black , say , they have angels ' faces ...
... fools are mad , if left alone . Take no repulse , whatever she doth say ; For , get you gone , she doth not mean , away : Flatter , and praise , commend , extol their graces ; Though ne'er so black , say , they have angels ' faces ...
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Page 390 - From women's eyes this doctrine I derive : They sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world...
Page 20 - I have no other but a woman's reason : I think him so, because I think him so.
Page 53 - Not for the world : why, man, she is mine own ; And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Page 380 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise?
Page 100 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she ; The Heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair, — For beauty lives with kindness ? Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling...