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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... gazing on your beams , fair fun , being by . Luc . Gaze where you should , and that will clear your fight . S. Ant . As good to wink , fweet love , as look on night . Luc . Luc . Why call you me , love ? call 26 The Comedy of ERRORS .
... gazing on your beams , fair fun , being by . Luc . Gaze where you should , and that will clear your fight . S. Ant . As good to wink , fweet love , as look on night . Luc . Luc . Why call you me , love ? call 26 The Comedy of ERRORS .
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... night . If any bark put forth , come to the mart ; Where I will walk , ' till you return to me : If every one know us , and we know none , ' Tis time , I think , to trudge , pack and be gone . S. Dro . As from a bear a man would run for ...
... night . If any bark put forth , come to the mart ; Where I will walk , ' till you return to me : If every one know us , and we know none , ' Tis time , I think , to trudge , pack and be gone . S. Dro . As from a bear a man would run for ...
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... 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 , And bring thy master home ...
... 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 , And bring thy master home ...
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... night ? may we be gone ? S. Dro . Why , Sir , I brought you word an hour fince , that the bark Expedition puts forth to night , and then were you hinder'd by the ferjeant , to tarry for the hoy Delay ; here are the angels that you fent ...
... night ? may we be gone ? S. Dro . Why , Sir , I brought you word an hour fince , that the bark Expedition puts forth to night , and then were you hinder'd by the ferjeant , to tarry for the hoy Delay ; here are the angels that you fent ...
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... night ; they will furely do us no harm ; you faw , they fpake us fair , gave us gold ; methinks , they are fuch a gentle nation , that but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me , I could find in my heart to ftay here ...
... night ; they will furely do us no harm ; you faw , they fpake us fair , gave us gold ; methinks , they are fuch a gentle nation , that but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me , I could find in my heart to ftay here ...
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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.