Works, Volume 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... a courtier , no contempt or bitterness Were in him ; pride or sharpness , if there were , His equal had awak'd them ; and his honour , J Clock Clock to itself , knew the true minute when Exceptions ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL . A & I.
... a courtier , no contempt or bitterness Were in him ; pride or sharpness , if there were , His equal had awak'd them ; and his honour , J Clock Clock to itself , knew the true minute when Exceptions ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL . A & I.
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William Shakespeare. Clock to itself , knew the true minute when Exceptions bid him fpeak ; and at that time His tongue obey'd his hand . Who were below him He us'd as creatures s of another place , And bow'd his eminent top to their low ...
William Shakespeare. Clock to itself , knew the true minute when Exceptions bid him fpeak ; and at that time His tongue obey'd his hand . Who were below him He us'd as creatures s of another place , And bow'd his eminent top to their low ...
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... true shall find : " Your marriage comes by deftiny , your cuckow fings by " kind . " Count . Get you gone , Sir , I'll talk with you more anon . Stew . May it please you , Madam , that he bid Helen come to you ; of her I am to speak ...
... true shall find : " Your marriage comes by deftiny , your cuckow fings by " kind . " Count . Get you gone , Sir , I'll talk with you more anon . Stew . May it please you , Madam , that he bid Helen come to you ; of her I am to speak ...
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... true ; But tell me then ' tis fo . For , look , thy cheeks Confefs it one to th ' other ; and 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 ...
... true ; But tell me then ' tis fo . For , look , thy cheeks Confefs it one to th ' other ; and 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 ...
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... true a flame of liking Wish chaftly , and love dearly , that your Dian Was both herself and love ; O then give pity To her , whofe ftate is fuch , that cannot chufe But lend , and give , where fhe is fure to lose ; That feeks not to ...
... true a flame of liking Wish chaftly , and love dearly , that your Dian Was both herself and love ; O then give pity To her , whofe ftate is fuch , that cannot chufe But lend , and give , where fhe is fure to lose ; That feeks not to ...
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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.