The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Band 8H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... See , where he comes : fo please you , ftep afide I'll know his grievance , or be much deny'd . Mon. I would , thou wert fo happy by thy stay To hear true fhrift : Come , Madam , let's away . [ Exeunt.- Ben . Good morrow , cousin .. Rom ...
... See , where he comes : fo please you , ftep afide I'll know his grievance , or be much deny'd . Mon. I would , thou wert fo happy by thy stay To hear true fhrift : Come , Madam , let's away . [ Exeunt.- Ben . Good morrow , cousin .. Rom ...
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... See , how the leans her cheek upon her hand ! O that I were a glove upon that hand , That I might touch that cheek ! Jul . Ah me ! Rom . She speaks . Oh , speak again , bright angel ! for thou art ( 14 ) ( 14 ) 0 , Speak again , bright ...
... See , how the leans her cheek upon her hand ! O that I were a glove upon that hand , That I might touch that cheek ! Jul . Ah me ! Rom . She speaks . Oh , speak again , bright angel ! for thou art ( 14 ) ( 14 ) 0 , Speak again , bright ...
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... See , where fhe comes from fhrift with merry look . Cap . How now , my head - ftrong ? where have you been gadding ? Jul . Where I have learnt me to repent the fin Of difobedient oppofition To you and your behefts ; and am enjoin'd By ...
... See , where fhe comes from fhrift with merry look . Cap . How now , my head - ftrong ? where have you been gadding ? Jul . Where I have learnt me to repent the fin Of difobedient oppofition To you and your behefts ; and am enjoin'd By ...
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... See thou deliver it to my lord and father . Give me the light ; upon thy life , I charge thee , Whate'er thou hear'st or seest , stand all aloof , And do not interrupt me in my course . Why I defcend into this bed of death , Is partly ...
... See thou deliver it to my lord and father . Give me the light ; upon thy life , I charge thee , Whate'er thou hear'st or seest , stand all aloof , And do not interrupt me in my course . Why I defcend into this bed of death , Is partly ...
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... See , what a fcourge is laid upon your hate , That heav'n finds means to kill your joys with love ! And I , for winking at your difcords too , 7 And 98 ROMEO and JULIET . Came I to take her from her kindred's vault; ...
... See , what a fcourge is laid upon your hate , That heav'n finds means to kill your joys with love ! And I , for winking at your difcords too , 7 And 98 ROMEO and JULIET . Came I to take her from her kindred's vault; ...
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Seite 231 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Seite 17 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Seite 123 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Seite 177 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Seite 185 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this?
Seite 221 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Seite 160 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Seite 261 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Seite 31 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Seite 26 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.