The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Volume 3C. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... Fall on thy head ! farewel , my Lord ; ' Tis an unfeafon'd courtier , good my Lord , Advise him . Laf . He cannot want the beft , That fhall attend his love . Count . Heav'n blefs him ! Farewel , Bertram . [ Exit Countess Ber . [ To Hel ...
... Fall on thy head ! farewel , my Lord ; ' Tis an unfeafon'd courtier , good my Lord , Advise him . Laf . He cannot want the beft , That fhall attend his love . Count . Heav'n blefs him ! Farewel , Bertram . [ Exit Countess Ber . [ To Hel ...
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... fall into a moral reflection , " and fay , what a fond deed was this ! Priam's mifery proceeded " from him , that was his only joy . This is exactly agreeable to the fimplicity of thofe ancient fongs as the phrafe , For Paris " be - is ...
... fall into a moral reflection , " and fay , what a fond deed was this ! Priam's mifery proceeded " from him , that was his only joy . This is exactly agreeable to the fimplicity of thofe ancient fongs as the phrafe , For Paris " be - is ...
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... fall 3 ( Thofe Of the laft monarchy ; ) fee , & c . ] This feems to me one of the very obfcure paffages of ... fall of this monarchy , in the scramble , several cities fet up for themselves , and became free fiates : Now these might be ...
... fall 3 ( Thofe Of the laft monarchy ; ) fee , & c . ] This feems to me one of the very obfcure paffages of ... fall of this monarchy , in the scramble , several cities fet up for themselves , and became free fiates : Now these might be ...
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... fall Of the last monarchy ; ) fee , that you come Not to woo honour , but to wed it ; when The braveft queftant fhrinks , find what you feek , That fame may cry you loud : I fay , farewel . 2 Lord . Health at your bidding ferve your ...
... fall Of the last monarchy ; ) fee , that you come Not to woo honour , but to wed it ; when The braveft queftant fhrinks , find what you feek , That fame may cry you loud : I fay , farewel . 2 Lord . Health at your bidding ferve your ...
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... Fall , when love please ! marry , to each but one.- Laf . I'd give bay curtal and his furniture , My mouth no more were broken than these boys ,, And writ as little beard . King . Perufe them well : Not one of thofe , but had a noble ...
... Fall , when love please ! marry , to each but one.- Laf . I'd give bay curtal and his furniture , My mouth no more were broken than these boys ,, And writ as little beard . King . Perufe them well : Not one of thofe , but had a noble ...
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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.