The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Volume 3C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... play for lack of work . Would , for the King's fake , he were living ! I think , it would be the death of the King's disease . Laf . How call'd you the man you speak of , Madam ? Count . He was famous , Sir , in his profeffion , and it ...
... play for lack of work . Would , for the King's fake , he were living ! I think , it would be the death of the King's disease . Laf . How call'd you the man you speak of , Madam ? Count . He was famous , Sir , in his profeffion , and it ...
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... plays : So , before , in As you like it ; lean but upon a rush , The cicatrice and capable impreffure Thy palm fome moment keeps : -- And in Hamlet ; Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red After the Danish ( word ; - Laf Laf . Then ...
... plays : So , before , in As you like it ; lean but upon a rush , The cicatrice and capable impreffure Thy palm fome moment keeps : -- And in Hamlet ; Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red After the Danish ( word ; - Laf Laf . Then ...
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... play the noble hufwife with the time , to entertain it fo merrily with a fool . Clo . O Lord , Sir - why , there't ferves well again . Count . An end ,, Sir ; to your bufinefs : give Helen this ,, And urge her to a prefent answer back ...
... play the noble hufwife with the time , to entertain it fo merrily with a fool . Clo . O Lord , Sir - why , there't ferves well again . Count . An end ,, Sir ; to your bufinefs : give Helen this ,, And urge her to a prefent answer back ...
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... play is fuppofed to have a fon , is plain from what he fays to Bertram in the first act . My fon's no dearer . -Welcome , Count , Befides , Dauphin in the old impreffions is conflantly fpelt as the fish , dolphin . But then confidering ...
... play is fuppofed to have a fon , is plain from what he fays to Bertram in the first act . My fon's no dearer . -Welcome , Count , Befides , Dauphin in the old impreffions is conflantly fpelt as the fish , dolphin . But then confidering ...
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... play upon thy profp'rous helm , As thy aufpicious mistress ! Ber . This very day , Great Mars , I put myself into thy file ; Make me but like my thoughts , and I fhall prove A lover of thy drum ; hater of love . [ Exeunts SCENE changes ...
... play upon thy profp'rous helm , As thy aufpicious mistress ! Ber . This very day , Great Mars , I put myself into thy file ; Make me but like my thoughts , and I fhall prove A lover of thy drum ; hater of love . [ Exeunts SCENE changes ...
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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 394 - 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 258 - 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.