The Works of Shakespear: The comedy of errors. The winter's tale. The life and death of King John. King Richard IIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... Say , didft thou speak with him ? know'ft thou his mind ? E. Dro . Ay , ay , he told me his mind upon mine ear . Befhrew his hand , I fcarce could under - ftand it . Luc . Spake he fo doubtfully , thou could'st not feel his meaning ? E ...
... Say , didft thou speak with him ? know'ft thou his mind ? E. Dro . Ay , ay , he told me his mind upon mine ear . Befhrew his hand , I fcarce could under - ftand it . Luc . Spake he fo doubtfully , thou could'st not feel his meaning ? E ...
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... Say , he dines forth , and let no creature enter : Come , fifter ; Dromio , play the porter well . Ant . Am I in earth , in heaven , or in hell ? Sleeping or waking , mad or well advis'd ? Known unto thefe , and to myself difguis'd ? I ...
... Say , he dines forth , and let no creature enter : Come , fifter ; Dromio , play the porter well . Ant . Am I in earth , in heaven , or in hell ? Sleeping or waking , mad or well advis'd ? Known unto thefe , and to myself difguis'd ? I ...
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... Say , that I linger'd with you at your hop To fee the making of her carkanet ; And that to - morrow you will bring it home . But here's a villain , that would face me down He met me on the mart , and that I beat him ; And charg'd him ...
... Say , that I linger'd with you at your hop To fee the making of her carkanet ; And that to - morrow you will bring it home . But here's a villain , that would face me down He met me on the mart , and that I beat him ; And charg'd him ...
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... say , That Time comes ftealing on by night and day ? If Time be in debt and theft , and a ferjeant in the way , Hath he not reafon to turn back an hour in a day ? Enter Luciana . Adr . Go , Dromio ; there's the money , bear it firaight ...
... say , That Time comes ftealing on by night and day ? If Time be in debt and theft , and a ferjeant in the way , Hath he not reafon to turn back an hour in a day ? Enter Luciana . Adr . Go , Dromio ; there's the money , bear it firaight ...
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... Say , wherefore didst thou lock me forth to day , And why doft thou deny the bag of gold ? Adr . I did not , gentle hufband , lock thee forth . E. Dro . And , gentle mafter , I receiv'd no gold , But I confefs , Sir , that we were lock ...
... Say , wherefore didst thou lock me forth to day , And why doft thou deny the bag of gold ? Adr . I did not , gentle hufband , lock thee forth . E. Dro . And , gentle mafter , I receiv'd no gold , But I confefs , Sir , that we were lock ...
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Page 263 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 210 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Page 266 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Page 292 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Page 119 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Page 317 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Page 287 - I weep for joy To stand upon my kingdom once again. Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand, Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs : As a long-parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting, So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth, And do thee favour with my royal hands.