Works, Volume 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... thine enemy Rather in power , than ufe ; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for filence , But never tax'd for fpeech . What heav'n more will ,. That thee may furnish , and my prayers pluck down , Fall on thy head ...
... thine enemy Rather in power , than ufe ; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for filence , But never tax'd for fpeech . What heav'n more will ,. That thee may furnish , and my prayers pluck down , Fall on thy head ...
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... thine unthankfulness , and thine ignorance makes thee away : farewell . When thou haft leifure , fay thy prayers ; when thou haft none , remember thy friends ; get thee a good husband , and use him as he uses thee : fo farewell . [ Exit ...
... thine unthankfulness , and thine ignorance makes thee away : farewell . When thou haft leifure , fay thy prayers ; when thou haft none , remember thy friends ; get thee a good husband , and use him as he uses thee : fo farewell . [ Exit ...
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... thine enemies , knave . Clo . Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of . He that ears my lands , fpares my team , and gives me leave to inne the crop . If I be his cuckold ...
... thine enemies , knave . Clo . Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of . He that ears my lands , fpares my team , and gives me leave to inne the crop . If I be his cuckold ...
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... thine eyes ? Why , that you are my daughter ? Hel . That I am not . Count . I fay I am your mother . Hel . Pardon , Madam . The Count Roufillon cannot be my brother ; I am from humble , he from honour'd name ; No note upon my parents ...
... thine eyes ? Why , that you are my daughter ? Hel . That I am not . Count . I fay I am your mother . Hel . Pardon , Madam . The Count Roufillon cannot be my brother ; I am from humble , he from honour'd name ; No note upon my parents ...
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... thine eyes See it fo grofsly fhown in thy behaviour , That in their kind they fpeak it : only fin And hellish obftinacy tie thy tongue , That truth fhould be fufpected ; fpeak , is't fo ? If it be fo , you've wound a goodly clew : If it ...
... thine eyes See it fo grofsly fhown in thy behaviour , That in their kind they fpeak it : only fin And hellish obftinacy tie thy tongue , That truth fhould be fufpected ; fpeak , is't fo ? If it be fo , you've wound a goodly clew : If it ...
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Page 324 - 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; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 248 - By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Page 324 - 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 330 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.