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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... hath in folemn fynods been decreed , Both by the Syracufans and ourselves , T'admit no traffic to our adverfe towns . Nay , more ; if any born at Ephefus Be feen at Syracufan marts and fairs , Again , if any Syracufan born Come to the ...
... hath in folemn fynods been decreed , Both by the Syracufans and ourselves , T'admit no traffic to our adverfe towns . Nay , more ; if any born at Ephefus Be feen at Syracufan marts and fairs , Again , if any Syracufan born Come to the ...
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... hath invited him , And from the matt he's fomewhere gone to dinner : Good fifter , let us dine , and never fret . A man is master of his liberty : Time is their mafter ; and when they fee time , They'll go or come : if fo , be patient ...
... hath invited him , And from the matt he's fomewhere gone to dinner : Good fifter , let us dine , and never fret . A man is master of his liberty : Time is their mafter ; and when they fee time , They'll go or come : if fo , be patient ...
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... hath great care to please his wife . E. Dro . Why , mistress , fure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ? E. Dro . I mean not , cuckold - mad ; but , fure , he's ftark mad : When I defir'd him to come home to ...
... hath great care to please his wife . E. Dro . Why , mistress , fure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ? E. Dro . I mean not , cuckold - mad ; but , fure , he's ftark mad : When I defir'd him to come home to ...
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... Hath homely age th`alluring beauty took From my poor cheek ? then , he hath wafted it . Are my difcourfes dull ? barren my wit ? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd , Unkindness blunts it , more than marble hard . Do their gray ...
... Hath homely age th`alluring beauty took From my poor cheek ? then , he hath wafted it . Are my difcourfes dull ? barren my wit ? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd , Unkindness blunts it , more than marble hard . Do their gray ...
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... hath a name , But falfhood , and corruption , doth it shame . Since that my beauty cannot please his eye , I'll weep what's left away , and weeping die . Luc . How many fond fools ferve mad jealousy ! Ant . SCENE IV . Changes to the ...
... hath a name , But falfhood , and corruption , doth it shame . Since that my beauty cannot please his eye , I'll weep what's left away , and weeping die . Luc . How many fond fools ferve mad jealousy ! Ant . SCENE IV . Changes to the ...
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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.