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... His jarring concord ; and his difcord dulcet ; His faith , his sweet difaster ; with a worla Of pretty fond adoptious christendoms , That blinking Cupid go flips . Now shall he I know not , what he shall - God send him well ...
... His jarring concord ; and his difcord dulcet ; His faith , his sweet difaster ; with a worla Of pretty fond adoptious christendoms , That blinking Cupid go flips . Now shall he I know not , what he shall - God send him well ...
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( 11 ) You shall find in the regiment of the Spinii , one Captain Spurio with his cicatrice , an emblem of war , here on his finifter cheek ; it was this very sword entrench'd it .; say to him , I live , and observe his reports Lord .
( 11 ) You shall find in the regiment of the Spinii , one Captain Spurio with his cicatrice , an emblem of war , here on his finifter cheek ; it was this very sword entrench'd it .; say to him , I live , and observe his reports Lord .
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Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass ; What is infirm from your found parts shall Ay , Health shall live free , and fickness freely die . King . Upon thy certainty and confidence , What dar'ft thou venture ? Hel .
Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass ; What is infirm from your found parts shall Ay , Health shall live free , and fickness freely die . King . Upon thy certainty and confidence , What dar'ft thou venture ? Hel .
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King : Here is my hand , the premises observ'd , Thy will by my performance shall be serv'd : So , make the choice of thine own time ; for I , Thy resolv'd ' patient , on thee ftill rely . More fhould I question thee , and more I must ...
King : Here is my hand , the premises observ'd , Thy will by my performance shall be serv'd : So , make the choice of thine own time ; for I , Thy resolv'd ' patient , on thee ftill rely . More fhould I question thee , and more I must ...
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That doft iir vile misprifion thackle up My love , and her defert ; that canft not dream , We poizing us in her defective scale , Shall weigh thee to the beam ; that wilt not know , It is in ' us to plant thine honour , where : We ...
That doft iir vile misprifion thackle up My love , and her defert ; that canft not dream , We poizing us in her defective scale , Shall weigh thee to the beam ; that wilt not know , It is in ' us to plant thine honour , where : We ...
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Page 103 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Page 392 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 256 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Page 142 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Page 430 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.