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... peace , whilst I from far , His name with zealous fervour sanctify : His taken labours bid him me forgive ; I , his despiteful Juno , sent him forth From courtly friends , with camping foes to live , Where death and danger dog the heels ...
... peace , whilst I from far , His name with zealous fervour sanctify : His taken labours bid him me forgive ; I , his despiteful Juno , sent him forth From courtly friends , with camping foes to live , Where death and danger dog the heels ...
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... peace . 1 Lord . Nay , I assure you , a peace concluded . 2 Lord . What will count Rousillon do then ? will he travel higher , or return again into France ? 1 Lord . I perceive , by this demand , you are not altogether of his council ...
... peace . 1 Lord . Nay , I assure you , a peace concluded . 2 Lord . What will count Rousillon do then ? will he travel higher , or return again into France ? 1 Lord . I perceive , by this demand , you are not altogether of his council ...
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... Peace , Tranio . Tra . Well said , master : mum ! and gaze your fill . Bap . Gentlemen , that I may soon make good What I have said , -Bianca , get you in : And let it not displease thee , good Bianca ; For I will love thee ne'er the ...
... Peace , Tranio . Tra . Well said , master : mum ! and gaze your fill . Bap . Gentlemen , that I may soon make good What I have said , -Bianca , get you in : And let it not displease thee , good Bianca ; For I will love thee ne'er the ...
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... peace ; thou know'st not gold's effect : - Tell me her father's name , and ' tis enough ; For I will board her , though she chide as loud As thunder , when the clouds in autumn crack . Hor . Her father is Baptista Minola , An affable ...
... peace ; thou know'st not gold's effect : - Tell me her father's name , and ' tis enough ; For I will board her , though she chide as loud As thunder , when the clouds in autumn crack . Hor . Her father is Baptista Minola , An affable ...
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... Peace , Grumio ; ' tis the rival of my love : - Petruchio , stand by a while . Gru . A proper stripling , and an amorous ! Gre . O , very well ; I have perused the note . Hark you , Sir : I'll have them very fairly bound : All books of ...
... Peace , Grumio ; ' tis the rival of my love : - Petruchio , stand by a while . Gru . A proper stripling , and an amorous ! Gre . O , very well ; I have perused the note . Hark you , Sir : I'll have them very fairly bound : All books of ...
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Page 387 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which, with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 240 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still ; And on thy blade, and dudgeon,* gouts of blood, Which was not so before. — There's no such thing ; It is the bloody business, which informs Thus to mine eyes. — Now o'er the one...
Page 242 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.
Page 159 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips and The...
Page 237 - To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek...