The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Volume 2Jewett, 1857 |
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... gentle- ness , Knowing I loved my books , he furnished me , From my own library , with volumes that I prize above my dukedom . Mira . ' Would I might But ever see that man ! Pro . Now I arise : — Sit still , and hear the last of our sea ...
... gentle- ness , Knowing I loved my books , he furnished me , From my own library , with volumes that I prize above my dukedom . Mira . ' Would I might But ever see that man ! Pro . Now I arise : — Sit still , and hear the last of our sea ...
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... gentle than her father's crabbed ; And he's composed of harshness . I must remove Some thousands of these logs , and pile them up , Upon a sore injunction : My sweet mistress Weeps when she sees me work ; and says , such baseness Had ne ...
... gentle than her father's crabbed ; And he's composed of harshness . I must remove Some thousands of these logs , and pile them up , Upon a sore injunction : My sweet mistress Weeps when she sees me work ; and says , such baseness Had ne ...
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... gentle - kind , than of Our human generation you shall find Many , nay , almost any . Pro . Honest lord , [ Aside . Thou hast said well ; for some of you there present Are worse than devils . Alon . I cannot too much muse , Thunder and ...
... gentle - kind , than of Our human generation you shall find Many , nay , almost any . Pro . Honest lord , [ Aside . Thou hast said well ; for some of you there present Are worse than devils . Alon . I cannot too much muse , Thunder and ...
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... Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill , or else my project fails , Which was to please : Now I want Spirits to enforce , art to enchant ; And my ending is despair , Unless I be relieved by prayer ; Which pierces so , that it ...
... Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill , or else my project fails , Which was to please : Now I want Spirits to enforce , art to enchant ; And my ending is despair , Unless I be relieved by prayer ; Which pierces so , that it ...
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... gentle Proteus ? Luc . Lord , lord ! to see what folly reigns in us ! Jul . How now ! what means this passion at his name ? Luc . To plead for love , deserves more fee than hate . Jul . Will you be gone ? Luc . That you may ruminate ...
... gentle Proteus ? Luc . Lord , lord ! to see what folly reigns in us ! Jul . How now ! what means this passion at his name ? Luc . To plead for love , deserves more fee than hate . Jul . Will you be gone ? Luc . That you may ruminate ...
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Page 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Page 60 - 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 helped, 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.