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Page 15
She is the hopeful lady of my earth : But woo her , gentle Paris , get her heart , My
will to her consent is but a part ; If the agree , within her scope of choice Lies my
consent , and fair according voice : This night , I hold an old - accustom'd feast ...
She is the hopeful lady of my earth : But woo her , gentle Paris , get her heart , My
will to her consent is but a part ; If the agree , within her scope of choice Lies my
consent , and fair according voice : This night , I hold an old - accustom'd feast ...
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The earth , that's Nature's mother , is her tomb ; What is her burying grave , that is
her womb ; And from her wornb children of divers kind We sucking on her natural
bosomn find : Many for many virtues excellent , None but for some , and yet all ...
The earth , that's Nature's mother , is her tomb ; What is her burying grave , that is
her womb ; And from her wornb children of divers kind We sucking on her natural
bosomn find : Many for many virtues excellent , None but for some , and yet all ...
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Blister'd be thy tongue , For such a wish ! he was not born to shame ; Upon his
brow fame is alham'd to fit : For ' uis a throne where honour may be crown'd Sole
monarch of the universal earth . O , what a beast was I to chide him so ? ( cousin
?
Blister'd be thy tongue , For such a wish ! he was not born to shame ; Upon his
brow fame is alham'd to fit : For ' uis a throne where honour may be crown'd Sole
monarch of the universal earth . O , what a beast was I to chide him so ? ( cousin
?
Page 72
My husband is on earth , my faith in heav'n ; How shall that faith return again to
earth , Unless that husband send it me from heav'n , By leaving earth ? Comfort
me , counsel me . Alack , alack , that heaven should practise stratagems Upon so
...
My husband is on earth , my faith in heav'n ; How shall that faith return again to
earth , Unless that husband send it me from heav'n , By leaving earth ? Comfort
me , counsel me . Alack , alack , that heaven should practise stratagems Upon so
...
Page 108
Have heav'n and earth together demonstrated Unto our climatures and
countrymen . Enter Gbeft again . But foft , behold ! le , where it comes again ! l'll
cross it , though it blast me . Stay , illusion ! Spreading bis arms . If thou hast any
found , or ...
Have heav'n and earth together demonstrated Unto our climatures and
countrymen . Enter Gbeft again . But foft , behold ! le , where it comes again ! l'll
cross it , though it blast me . Stay , illusion ! Spreading bis arms . If thou hast any
found , or ...
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Page 239 - 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 ?
Page 25 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Page 131 - 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...
Page 185 - 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.
Page 193 - 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?
Page 228 - 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
Page 168 - 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.
Page 269 - 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.
Page 39 - 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.
Page 34 - 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.
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| Title | The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volume 8 The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | H. Woodfall, 1767 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 4 Jan 2007 |
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