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... Lords . Duke . F mufic be the food of love , play on ; Give me excefs of it ; that , furfeiting , The appetite may ... Lord ? Duke . What , Curio ? Cur . The hart . Duke . Why , fo I do , the nobleft that I have . O , when my eyes did ...
... Lords . Duke . F mufic be the food of love , play on ; Give me excefs of it ; that , furfeiting , The appetite may ... Lord ? Duke . What , Curio ? Cur . The hart . Duke . Why , fo I do , the nobleft that I have . O , when my eyes did ...
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... Lord , I might not be admitted ; But from her hand - maid do return this answer : The element itself , ' till seven years hence , Shall not behold her face at ample view ;, But , like a cloyftrefs , fhe will veiled walk , And water once ...
... Lord , I might not be admitted ; But from her hand - maid do return this answer : The element itself , ' till seven years hence , Shall not behold her face at ample view ;, But , like a cloyftrefs , fhe will veiled walk , And water once ...
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... Lord , here .. Duke . Stand you a - while aloof . - Cefario , Thou know'ft no lefs , but all : I have unclafp'd To thee the book ev'n of my fecret foul : Therefore , good youth , addrefs thy gait unto her ; Be not deny'd accefs , ftand ...
... Lord , here .. Duke . Stand you a - while aloof . - Cefario , Thou know'ft no lefs , but all : I have unclafp'd To thee the book ev'n of my fecret foul : Therefore , good youth , addrefs thy gait unto her ; Be not deny'd accefs , ftand ...
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... Lord . Duke . Dear lad , believe it : For they fhall yet belie thy happy years , That fay thou art a man : Diana's lip Is not more smooth and rubious ; thy fmall pipe Is as the maiden's organ , fhrill , and found , And all is femblative ...
... Lord . Duke . Dear lad , believe it : For they fhall yet belie thy happy years , That fay thou art a man : Diana's lip Is not more smooth and rubious ; thy fmall pipe Is as the maiden's organ , fhrill , and found , And all is femblative ...
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... Lord to negotiate with my face ? you are now out of your text ; but we will draw the curtain , and fhew you the picture . Look you , Sir , fuch a one I wear this prefent : is't not well done ? [ Unveiling . Vio . Excellently done , if ...
... Lord to negotiate with my face ? you are now out of your text ; but we will draw the curtain , and fhew you the picture . Look you , Sir , fuch a one I wear this prefent : is't not well done ? [ Unveiling . Vio . Excellently done , if ...
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Page 29 - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We...
Page 239 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Page 3 - 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.