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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Page 6
... tell your piteous heart , There's no harm done . Mira . Pro . O , woe the day ! No harm . I have done nothing but in care of thee , ( Of thee , my dear one ! thee , my daughter ! ) who Ant . We are merely cheated of our lives by Art ...
... tell your piteous heart , There's no harm done . Mira . Pro . O , woe the day ! No harm . I have done nothing but in care of thee , ( Of thee , my dear one ! thee , my daughter ! ) who Ant . We are merely cheated of our lives by Art ...
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... tell you , and that soundly : you cannot tell who's your friend : open your chaps again . Trin . I should know that voice : It should be but he is drowned ; and these are devils : Oh ! defend me ! - Ste . How didst thou ' scape ? how ...
... tell you , and that soundly : you cannot tell who's your friend : open your chaps again . Trin . I should know that voice : It should be but he is drowned ; and these are devils : Oh ! defend me ! - Ste . How didst thou ' scape ? how ...
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... tell - tales There shall he practise tilts and tournaments , here ? Jul . If you respect them , best to take them up . Luc . Nay , I was taken up for laying them down : Yet here they shall not lie for catching cold . Jul . I see you ...
... tell - tales There shall he practise tilts and tournaments , here ? Jul . If you respect them , best to take them up . Luc . Nay , I was taken up for laying them down : Yet here they shall not lie for catching cold . Jul . I see you ...
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... tell me , do you know Madam are within you , and shine through you like the Silvia ? Speed . She that your worship loves ? Val . Why , how know you that I am in love ? Speed . Marry , by these special marks : First , water in an urinal ...
... tell me , do you know Madam are within you , and shine through you like the Silvia ? Speed . She that your worship loves ? Val . Why , how know you that I am in love ? Speed . Marry , by these special marks : First , water in an urinal ...
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... tell me true , will ' t be a match ? Laun . Ask my dog : if he say , ay , it will ; if he say no , it will ; if he ... tell thee , my master is become a hot lover . Laun . Why , I tell thee , I care not though he Speed . Come on , you ...
... tell me true , will ' t be a match ? Laun . Ask my dog : if he say , ay , it will ; if he say no , it will ; if he ... tell thee , my master is become a hot lover . Laun . Why , I tell thee , I care not though he Speed . Come on , you ...
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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.