The Works of Shakespear: As you like it. The taming of the shrew. All's well, that ends well. Twelfth-night: or, What you willRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... nature Make an Extent upon his house and lands : Do this expediently , and turn him going . [ Exeunt . Orla . SCENE II . Changes to the FOREST . HANG Enter Orlando . ANG there , my verse , in witness of my love ; And thou thrice ...
... nature Make an Extent upon his house and lands : Do this expediently , and turn him going . [ Exeunt . Orla . SCENE II . Changes to the FOREST . HANG Enter Orlando . ANG there , my verse , in witness of my love ; And thou thrice ...
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... natural philofopher . Waft ever in Court , fhepherd ? Cor . No , truly . Clo . Then thou art damn'd . Cor . Nay , I ... nature or art , may complain of good breeding , or comes of a very dull kindred . ] Common Sense requires us Q read ...
... natural philofopher . Waft ever in Court , fhepherd ? Cor . No , truly . Clo . Then thou art damn'd . Cor . Nay , I ... nature or art , may complain of good breeding , or comes of a very dull kindred . ] Common Sense requires us Q read ...
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... nature charg'd , That one body fhould be fill'd With all graces wide enlarg'd ; Nature prefently diftill'd Helen's cheeks , but not her heart , Cleopatra's majeßy ; Atalanta's better part ; Sad Lucretia's modefty . Let the Foreft judge ...
... nature charg'd , That one body fhould be fill'd With all graces wide enlarg'd ; Nature prefently diftill'd Helen's cheeks , but not her heart , Cleopatra's majeßy ; Atalanta's better part ; Sad Lucretia's modefty . Let the Foreft judge ...
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... nature's fale - work : odds , my little life ! I think , she means to tangle mine eyes too : No , faith , proud miftrefs , hope not after it ; ' Tis not your inky brows , your black silk hair , Your bugle eye - balls , nor your cheek of ...
... nature's fale - work : odds , my little life ! I think , she means to tangle mine eyes too : No , faith , proud miftrefs , hope not after it ; ' Tis not your inky brows , your black silk hair , Your bugle eye - balls , nor your cheek of ...
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... nature ftronger than his juft occafion , Made him give battel to the lionefs , Who quickly fell before him ; in which * hurtling From miferable flumber I awak'd . Cel . Are you his brother ? Rof . Was it you he refcu'd ? Cel . Was it ...
... nature ftronger than his juft occafion , Made him give battel to the lionefs , Who quickly fell before him ; in which * hurtling From miferable flumber I awak'd . Cel . Are you his brother ? Rof . Was it you he refcu'd ? Cel . Was it ...
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Page 33 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Page 304 - 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 32 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Page 25 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Page 63 - Hero had turned nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night ; for good youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont, and being taken with the cramp, was drowned, and the foolish chroniclers of that age found it was — Hero of Sestos. But these are all lies ; men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Page 21 - The seasons' difference; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say,— This is no flattery: these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.