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Page 49
... rests his minum , one , two , and the third in your bofom ; the very butcher of a
silk button , a duellift , a duellift ; s'a gentleman of the very first house , of the first
and second cause ; ah , the immortal passado , the punto severso , the , hay !Ben
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... rests his minum , one , two , and the third in your bofom ; the very butcher of a
silk button , a duellift , a duellift ; s'a gentleman of the very first house , of the first
and second cause ; ah , the immortal passado , the punto severso , the , hay !Ben
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It has i.e blored , which is better , a's been the practice of mourtebanks more
expressive of the speaker's to boaft the efficacy of their ancontempt .
WARBURTON . tidotes by playing with viThere's Leiter field , & c . ] piri , but they
first disabled ...
It has i.e blored , which is better , a's been the practice of mourtebanks more
expressive of the speaker's to boaft the efficacy of their ancontempt .
WARBURTON . tidotes by playing with viThere's Leiter field , & c . ] piri , but they
first disabled ...
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Stood heir to th ' first . Now , Sir , be judge yourself , 8 If I in any just term am affin'
d To love the Moor . Rod . I would not follow him then . 9 Iago . O Sir , content you
; I follow him to serve my turn upon him . We cannot all be masters , nor all ...
Stood heir to th ' first . Now , Sir , be judge yourself , 8 If I in any just term am affin'
d To love the Moor . Rod . I would not follow him then . 9 Iago . O Sir , content you
; I follow him to serve my turn upon him . We cannot all be masters , nor all ...
Page 383
WA against the Sun , 4 Thai lhe repeals him : ] Yet fruits , ' that blogom fil , That is ,
recalls him . will first be ripe , ] Of ma . That fall enmeth them all . ] ny different
things , all planned A metaphor from taking birds in with the same art , and ...
WA against the Sun , 4 Thai lhe repeals him : ] Yet fruits , ' that blogom fil , That is ,
recalls him . will first be ripe , ] Of ma . That fall enmeth them all . ] ny different
things , all planned A metaphor from taking birds in with the same art , and ...
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I think rightly Mr. ' LANGTON . P. 562. Clean kam ] The 31 P. 478. I pull in
resolution . ] Welch word for crooked is kam . Mraffohnson in the room of this P.
578. My first fon . ] The would read , I pall in resolution ; Revifal reads , my fierce
for ; but ...
I think rightly Mr. ' LANGTON . P. 562. Clean kam ] The 31 P. 478. I pull in
resolution . ] Welch word for crooked is kam . Mraffohnson in the room of this P.
578. My first fon . ] The would read , I pall in resolution ; Revifal reads , my fierce
for ; but ...
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Page 202 - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit/ and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her...
Page 240 - 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 ; and what judgment Would step from this to this ? Sense, sure, you have.
Page 255 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 27 - 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 230 - ... stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Page 165 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Page 29 - I fear, too early : for my mind misgives, Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, Shall bitterly begin his fearful date With this night's revels...
Page 344 - My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty: To you I am bound for life, and education; My life, and education, both do learn me How to respect you ; you are the lord of duty, I am hitherto your daughter: But here's my husband; And so much duty as my mother show'd To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Due to the Moor, my lord.
Page 41 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek 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 compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Page 469 - No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Bibliographic information
| Title | The plays of william shakespeare. |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Published | 1765 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 19 Oct 2007 |
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