The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by Pope, Warburton and Dodd are pointed out, together with the author's life; a glossary [&c.]. |
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... answer thee acutely : I will return perfect courtier ; in the which , my instruction fhall ferve to naturalize thee , fo thou wilt be capable of courtier's counsel , and under- ftand what advice fhall thruft upon thee ; elfe thou dieft ...
... answer thee acutely : I will return perfect courtier ; in the which , my instruction fhall ferve to naturalize thee , fo thou wilt be capable of courtier's counsel , and under- ftand what advice fhall thruft upon thee ; elfe thou dieft ...
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... answer will ferve all men . Count . Marry , that's a bountiful answer that fits all questions . Clo . It is like a barber's chair , that fits all buttocks ; the pin - buttock , the quatch - buttock , the brawn - but- tock , or any ...
... answer will ferve all men . Count . Marry , that's a bountiful answer that fits all questions . Clo . It is like a barber's chair , that fits all buttocks ; the pin - buttock , the quatch - buttock , the brawn - but- tock , or any ...
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... answer very well to a whipping , if you were bound to't . Clo . I ne'er had worfe luck in my life , in my Lord , Sir ; I fee , things may serve long , but not ferve ever . Count . I play the noble hufwife with the time , to entertain it ...
... answer very well to a whipping , if you were bound to't . Clo . I ne'er had worfe luck in my life , in my Lord , Sir ; I fee , things may serve long , but not ferve ever . Count . I play the noble hufwife with the time , to entertain it ...
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... answer for your rifing ? I know her well : See had her breeding at my father's charge : A poor phyfician's daughter my wife ! Difdain Rather corrupt me ever ! King . ' Tis only title thou disdain'ft in her , the which I can build up ...
... answer for your rifing ? I know her well : See had her breeding at my father's charge : A poor phyfician's daughter my wife ! Difdain Rather corrupt me ever ! King . ' Tis only title thou disdain'ft in her , the which I can build up ...
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... answer . Ber . Pardon , my gracious Lord ; for I fubmit My fancy to your eyes . When I consider , What great creation , and what dole of honour Flies where you bid ; I find that fhe , which late Was in my nobler thoughts most base , is ...
... answer . Ber . Pardon , my gracious Lord ; for I fubmit My fancy to your eyes . When I consider , What great creation , and what dole of honour Flies where you bid ; I find that fhe , which late Was in my nobler thoughts most base , is ...
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Page 116 - 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 336 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 330 - 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; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 82 - 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 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together...