The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volume 1H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... , Into fomething rich and ftrange . , Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell . Hark , now I hear them , ding - dong , bell . N [ Burden : ding - dong , Fer Fer . The ditty does remember my drown'd father ; The TEMPEST . 19.
... , Into fomething rich and ftrange . , Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell . Hark , now I hear them , ding - dong , bell . N [ Burden : ding - dong , Fer Fer . The ditty does remember my drown'd father ; The TEMPEST . 19.
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... ftrange fifh Hath made his meal on thee . Fran . Sir , he may live . I faw him beat the farges under him , And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water ; Whofe enmity he flung afide , and breafted The furge moft fwoln that met him ...
... ftrange fifh Hath made his meal on thee . Fran . Sir , he may live . I faw him beat the farges under him , And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water ; Whofe enmity he flung afide , and breafted The furge moft fwoln that met him ...
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... ftrange repofe , to be afleep With eyes wide open : ftanding , fpeaking , moving ; And yet fo faft afleep . Ant . Noble Sebaftian , Thou let'ft thy fortune fleep : die rather : wink'ft , Whilft thou art waking . Seb . Thou doft fnore ...
... ftrange repofe , to be afleep With eyes wide open : ftanding , fpeaking , moving ; And yet fo faft afleep . Ant . Noble Sebaftian , Thou let'ft thy fortune fleep : die rather : wink'ft , Whilft thou art waking . Seb . Thou doft fnore ...
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... ftrange one too , which did awake me . I fhak'd you , Sir , and cry'd ; . as mine eyes open'd , I faw their weapons drawn : there was a noite , That's verity . " Tis beft we ftand on guard ; Or that we quit this place : let's draw our ...
... ftrange one too , which did awake me . I fhak'd you , Sir , and cry'd ; . as mine eyes open'd , I faw their weapons drawn : there was a noite , That's verity . " Tis beft we ftand on guard ; Or that we quit this place : let's draw our ...
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... ftrange fish ! Were I in England now , as once I was , and had but this fish painted , not an holy - day - fool there but would give a piece of filver . There would this monfter make a man ; any ftrange beaft there makes a man ; when ...
... ftrange fish ! Were I in England now , as once I was , and had but this fish painted , not an holy - day - fool there but would give a piece of filver . There would this monfter make a man ; any ftrange beaft there makes a man ; when ...
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Page 28 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, .Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Page 86 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
Page 42 - Hence, bashful cunning; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant Whether you will or no.
Page 63 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art?
Page 95 - 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 96 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Page 150 - If we shadows have offended. Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Page 35 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Page 64 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.