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... true it is shee the Defend hath given forth , That the said Thomas Nashe made the said Codicell as parte of his said last will which the Defend's proved as aforesaid , And that hee the sayd Thomas Nashe had noe power to give and devise ...
... true it is shee the Defend hath given forth , That the said Thomas Nashe made the said Codicell as parte of his said last will which the Defend's proved as aforesaid , And that hee the sayd Thomas Nashe had noe power to give and devise ...
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... true ; for you are over boots in love , And yet you never swom the Hellespont . PRO . Over the boots ? nay , give me not the boots . ( 1 ) VAL . No , I will not , for it boots thee not . PRO . What ? VAL . To be in love , where scorn is ...
... true ; for you are over boots in love , And yet you never swom the Hellespont . PRO . Over the boots ? nay , give me not the boots . ( 1 ) VAL . No , I will not , for it boots thee not . PRO . What ? VAL . To be in love , where scorn is ...
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... true ; but assu- redly it was also often used to signify one of the figures in SPEED . Your own present folly , and her passing deformity : for he , being in love , could not see to garter his hose ; and you , being in love , cannot see ...
... true ; but assu- redly it was also often used to signify one of the figures in SPEED . Your own present folly , and her passing deformity : for he , being in love , could not see to garter his hose ; and you , being in love , cannot see ...
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... true constancy ; And when that hour o'erslips me in the day , Wherein I sigh not , Julia , for thy sake , The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness ! My father stays my coming ; answer not ; The ...
... true constancy ; And when that hour o'erslips me in the day , Wherein I sigh not , Julia , for thy sake , The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness ! My father stays my coming ; answer not ; The ...
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... true perfection , or my false transgression , That makes me , reasonless , to reason thus ? She is fair ; and so is Julia , that I love ; - That I did love , for now my love is thaw'd ; Which , like a waxen image ' gainst a fire , ( 4 ) ...
... true perfection , or my false transgression , That makes me , reasonless , to reason thus ? She is fair ; and so is Julia , that I love ; - That I did love , for now my love is thaw'd ; Which , like a waxen image ' gainst a fire , ( 4 ) ...
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Page 512 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds ' To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Page 328 - O, let us pay the time but needful woe, Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 427 - But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings ; It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation ; we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much, To mitigate the justice of thy plea ; Which if thou follow, this strict...
Page 352 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 174 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Page 594 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 433 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Page 29 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling : She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling : To her let us garlands bring.
Page 426 - It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd, — It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest : it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, — It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then...
Page 14 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson; which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning; solid, but slow, in his performances. Shakespeare, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.