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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... fear proposes safety : but the composition , that your valour and fear makes ♬ n you , is a virtue of a good ming ; and I like the wear well . Par . I am fo full of bufineffes , as I cannot answer thee acutely : I will return perfect ...
... fear proposes safety : but the composition , that your valour and fear makes ♬ n you , is a virtue of a good ming ; and I like the wear well . Par . I am fo full of bufineffes , as I cannot answer thee acutely : I will return perfect ...
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... fear in marriage : for young Charbon the Puritan , and old Poyson the Pa- pift , howfoe'er their hearts are fever'd in religion , their heads are both one ; they may joul horns together , like any deer i ' th ' herd . Count . Wilt thou ...
... fear in marriage : for young Charbon the Puritan , and old Poyson the Pa- pift , howfoe'er their hearts are fever'd in religion , their heads are both one ; they may joul horns together , like any deer i ' th ' herd . Count . Wilt thou ...
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... fear than I do fear heav'n ) , So I were not his fifter : can't no other , But I your daughter , he must be my brother ? - Count . Yes , Helen , you might be my daughter - in- law ; God fhield you mean it not , daughter and mother So ...
... fear than I do fear heav'n ) , So I were not his fifter : can't no other , But I your daughter , he must be my brother ? - Count . Yes , Helen , you might be my daughter - in- law ; God fhield you mean it not , daughter and mother So ...
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... fears ; I'm Creffid's uncle , That dare leave two together : fare you well . [ Exit . * Medicine is here put for a fhe phyfician . By profeffion is here meant her declaration of the end purpose of her coming . SCENE S CE NE III . King ...
... fears ; I'm Creffid's uncle , That dare leave two together : fare you well . [ Exit . * Medicine is here put for a fhe phyfician . By profeffion is here meant her declaration of the end purpose of her coming . SCENE S CE NE III . King ...
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... fear . Par . Why , ' tis the rarest argument of wonder that hath fhot out in our later times . Ber . And fo ' tis . Laf . To be relinquifh'd of the artists Par . So I fay , both of Galen and Paracelfus . Laf . Of all the learn'd and ...
... fear . Par . Why , ' tis the rarest argument of wonder that hath fhot out in our later times . Ber . And fo ' tis . Laf . To be relinquifh'd of the artists Par . So I fay , both of Galen and Paracelfus . Laf . Of all the learn'd and ...
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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...