The Works of W. Shakespeare, Volume 2Bickers and Son, 1864 |
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... poor praise he humbled . Such a man Might be a copy to these younger times ; Which , follow'd well , would demonstrate them now But goers backward . Ber . His good remembrance , Sir , Lies richer in your thoughts , than on his tomb ; So ...
... poor praise he humbled . Such a man Might be a copy to these younger times ; Which , follow'd well , would demonstrate them now But goers backward . Ber . His good remembrance , Sir , Lies richer in your thoughts , than on his tomb ; So ...
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... poor fellow . Count . Well , Sir . Clo . No , Madam , ' tis not so well , that I am poor , though many of the rich are damned : but , if I may have your ladyship's good - will to go to the world , Isbel , the woman , and I will do as we ...
... poor fellow . Count . Well , Sir . Clo . No , Madam , ' tis not so well , that I am poor , though many of the rich are damned : but , if I may have your ladyship's good - will to go to the world , Isbel , the woman , and I will do as we ...
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... poor knight surprised , without rescue in the first assault , or ransom afterward . This she delivered in the most bitter touch of sorrow , that e'er I heard virgin exclaim in : which I held my duty speedily to acquaint you withal ...
... poor knight surprised , without rescue in the first assault , or ransom afterward . This she delivered in the most bitter touch of sorrow , that e'er I heard virgin exclaim in : which I held my duty speedily to acquaint you withal ...
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... poor , but honest ; so's my love : Be not offended ; for it hurts not him , That he is lov'd of me : I follow him not By any token of presumptuous suit ; Nor would I have him till I do deserve him , Yet never know how that desert should ...
... poor , but honest ; so's my love : Be not offended ; for it hurts not him , That he is lov'd of me : I follow him not By any token of presumptuous suit ; Nor would I have him till I do deserve him , Yet never know how that desert should ...
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... poor friend of yours , that loves you . Clo . O Lord , Sir ! -Thick , thick , spare not me . Count . I think , Sir , you can eat none of this homely meat . Clo . O Lord , Sir ! -Nay , put me to ' t , I warrant you . Count . You were ...
... poor friend of yours , that loves you . Clo . O Lord , Sir ! -Thick , thick , spare not me . Count . I think , Sir , you can eat none of this homely meat . Clo . O Lord , Sir ! -Nay , put me to ' t , I warrant you . Count . You were ...
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Page 455 - With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st 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 509 - Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey,...
Page 172 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
Page 129 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day.