Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. AppendixesC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... fome lines are loft , which connected this fimile more clofely with the foregoing fpeech ; thefe lines , if fuch there were , lamented the danger that Romeo will die of his melancholy , before his virtues or abilities were known to the ...
... fome lines are loft , which connected this fimile more clofely with the foregoing fpeech ; thefe lines , if fuch there were , lamented the danger that Romeo will die of his melancholy , before his virtues or abilities were known to the ...
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... fome other maid That I will fhew you , fhining at this feaft , And the fhall fhew fcant well , that now fhews best . I'H go along , no fuch fight to be fhewn ; ice in fplendor of mine own . be weigh'd [ Excunt . Your lady's love against ...
... fome other maid That I will fhew you , fhining at this feaft , And the fhall fhew fcant well , that now fhews best . I'H go along , no fuch fight to be fhewn ; ice in fplendor of mine own . be weigh'd [ Excunt . Your lady's love against ...
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... fome meritorious action , or by fome penance undergone and punishment fubmitted to . Romeo would here fay , If I have been profane in the rude touch of my hand , my lips and ready , as two blushing pilgrims , to take off that offence ...
... fome meritorious action , or by fome penance undergone and punishment fubmitted to . Romeo would here fay , If I have been profane in the rude touch of my hand , my lips and ready , as two blushing pilgrims , to take off that offence ...
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William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson, George Steevens. Having fome bufinefs , do intreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres ' till they return . What if her eyes were there , they in her head ? The ... fome bufinefs, do intreat her eyes ...
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson, George Steevens. Having fome bufinefs , do intreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres ' till they return . What if her eyes were there , they in her head ? The ... fome bufinefs, do intreat her eyes ...
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... fome , and yet all different . O , mickle is the powerful grace , that lies In plants , herbs , ftones , and their true qualities . For nought fo vile , that on the earth doth live , But to the earth fome fpecial good doth give ; Nor ...
... fome , and yet all different . O , mickle is the powerful grace , that lies In plants , herbs , ftones , and their true qualities . For nought fo vile , that on the earth doth live , But to the earth fome fpecial good doth give ; Nor ...
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Page 265 - 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...
Page 214 - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 35 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Page 227 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
Page 32 - 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 91 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out...
Page 470 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Page 241 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Page 170 - Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar The friends thou hast and their adoption tried Grapple them...
Page 376 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste despatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...