The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Volume 2Jewett, 1857 |
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... count . Val . How painted ? and how out of count ? Speed . Marry , sir , so painted to make her fair , that no man counts of her beauty . Val . How esteemest thou me ? I account of her Unto the secret nameless friend of yours ; beauty ...
... count . Val . How painted ? and how out of count ? Speed . Marry , sir , so painted to make her fair , that no man counts of her beauty . Val . How esteemest thou me ? I account of her Unto the secret nameless friend of yours ; beauty ...
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... count the world a stranger for thy sake . The private wound is deepest : O time most ac- cursed ! ' Mongst all foes , that a friend should be the worst ! Pro . My shame and guilt confound me.— Forgive me , Valentine : if hearty sorrow ...
... count the world a stranger for thy sake . The private wound is deepest : O time most ac- cursed ! ' Mongst all foes , that a friend should be the worst ! Pro . My shame and guilt confound me.— Forgive me , Valentine : if hearty sorrow ...
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... count for every anomaly in their author's text ) on the supposition that , as he has condescended to enter into this quibbling contest with a servant , he must allow for the ignorance and coarseness of his an- tagonist . " In that you ...
... count for every anomaly in their author's text ) on the supposition that , as he has condescended to enter into this quibbling contest with a servant , he must allow for the ignorance and coarseness of his an- tagonist . " In that you ...
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... count you my deer . ass . Fal . I do begin to perceive that I am made an Ford . Ay , and an ox too ; both the proofs are extant . Fal . And these are not fairies ? I was three or four times in the thought they were not fairies : and yet ...
... count you my deer . ass . Fal . I do begin to perceive that I am made an Ford . Ay , and an ox too ; both the proofs are extant . Fal . And these are not fairies ? I was three or four times in the thought they were not fairies : and yet ...
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... count That died some twelvemonth since ; then leaving her : In the protection of his son , her brother , Who shortly also died for whose dear love , They say , she hath abjured the company And sight of men . Vio . O , that I served that ...
... count That died some twelvemonth since ; then leaving her : In the protection of his son , her brother , Who shortly also died for whose dear love , They say , she hath abjured the company And sight of men . Vio . O , that I served that ...
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Page 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Page 60 - 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 helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.