The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 4R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... hath some burden then . Luc . Ay ; and melodious were it , would you sing it . JUL . And why not you ? Luc . I cannot reach so high . JUL . Let's see your song : -How now , minion ? Luc . Keep tune there still , so you will sing it out ...
... hath some burden then . Luc . Ay ; and melodious were it , would you sing it . JUL . And why not you ? Luc . I cannot reach so high . JUL . Let's see your song : -How now , minion ? Luc . Keep tune there still , so you will sing it out ...
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... Hath he excepted most against my love . O , how this spring of love resembleth * The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shews all the beauty of the sun , And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Again , in The Devil's Law Case ...
... Hath he excepted most against my love . O , how this spring of love resembleth * The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shews all the beauty of the sun , And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Again , in The Devil's Law Case ...
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... hath she been deform'd ? SPEED . Ever since you loved her . VAL . I have loved her ever since I saw her ; and still I see her beautiful . SPEED . If you love her , you cannot see her . VAL . Why ? SPEED . Because love is blind . O ...
... hath she been deform'd ? SPEED . Ever since you loved her . VAL . I have loved her ever since I saw her ; and still I see her beautiful . SPEED . If you love her , you cannot see her . VAL . Why ? SPEED . Because love is blind . O ...
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... hath taught her suitor , He being her pupil , to become her tutor . O excellent device ! was there ever heard a better ? That my master , being scribe , to himself should write the letter ? VAL . How now , sir ? what are you reasoning ...
... hath taught her suitor , He being her pupil , to become her tutor . O excellent device ! was there ever heard a better ? That my master , being scribe , to himself should write the letter ? VAL . How now , sir ? what are you reasoning ...
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... hath not writ to me ? SPEED . What need she , when she hath made you write to yourself ? Why , do you not perceive the jest ? VAL . No , believe me . SPEED . No believing you indeed , sir : But did you perceive her earnest ? VAL . She ...
... hath not writ to me ? SPEED . What need she , when she hath made you write to yourself ? Why , do you not perceive the jest ? VAL . No , believe me . SPEED . No believing you indeed , sir : But did you perceive her earnest ? VAL . She ...
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Page 390 - From women's eyes this doctrine I derive : They sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world...
Page 20 - I have no other but a woman's reason : I think him so, because I think him so.
Page 53 - Not for the world : why, man, she is mine own ; And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Page 380 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise?
Page 100 - 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 help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling...