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... Romeo and Juliet , Act II . , Sc . V. I knit my handkerchief about your brows . Oth . I have a pain upon my forehead here . King John , Act IV . , Sc . I. Des . Why , that's with watching ; ' t will away again . Let our finger ache ...
... Romeo and Juliet , Act II . , Sc . V. I knit my handkerchief about your brows . Oth . I have a pain upon my forehead here . King John , Act IV . , Sc . I. Des . Why , that's with watching ; ' t will away again . Let our finger ache ...
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... Romeo and Juliet , Act IV . , Sc . I. Why does my blood thus muster to my heart , Making both it unable for itself , And dissposessing all my other parts Of necessary fitness ? So play the foolish throngs with one that swoons ; Come all ...
... Romeo and Juliet , Act IV . , Sc . I. Why does my blood thus muster to my heart , Making both it unable for itself , And dissposessing all my other parts Of necessary fitness ? So play the foolish throngs with one that swoons ; Come all ...
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... Romeo and Juliet , Act I. , Sc . IV . Fat paunches have lean pates , and dainty bits Make rich the ribs , but bankrupt quite the wits . Love's Labour's Lost , Act I. , Sc . I. Say , can you fast ? Your stomachs are too young ; And ...
... Romeo and Juliet , Act I. , Sc . IV . Fat paunches have lean pates , and dainty bits Make rich the ribs , but bankrupt quite the wits . Love's Labour's Lost , Act I. , Sc . I. Say , can you fast ? Your stomachs are too young ; And ...
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... Romeo and Juliet , Act V. , Sc . II . A plague sore , an embossed carbuncle , In my corrupted blood . Boils and plagues King Lear , Act II . , Sc . IV . Plaster you o'er ; that you may be abhorr'd Further than seen , and one infect ...
... Romeo and Juliet , Act V. , Sc . II . A plague sore , an embossed carbuncle , In my corrupted blood . Boils and plagues King Lear , Act II . , Sc . IV . Plaster you o'er ; that you may be abhorr'd Further than seen , and one infect ...
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... Romeo and Juliet , Act II . , Sc . V. A coming shower your shooting corns presage , Old aches will throb , your hollow tooth will rage . Yet am I better Swift . Than one that's sick o ' the gout , since he had rather Groan so in ...
... Romeo and Juliet , Act II . , Sc . V. A coming shower your shooting corns presage , Old aches will throb , your hollow tooth will rage . Yet am I better Swift . Than one that's sick o ' the gout , since he had rather Groan so in ...
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Page 33 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Page 72 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me : I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Page 10 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart?
Page 46 - A made a finer end, and went away an it had been any christom child. A parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide. For after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers...
Page 47 - Ha ! let me see her: — Out, alas ! she's cold ; Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff; Life and these lips have long been separated: Death lies on her, like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
Page 14 - The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observ'd of all observers, — quite, quite down ! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh...
Page 16 - Methought I heard a voice cry " Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep" — the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M.
Page 68 - Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Page 43 - s by action dignified. Within the infant rind of this weak flower Poison hath residence and medicine power : For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part ; Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart.
Page 37 - Himself best knows : but strangely-visited people, All swoln and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye, The mere despair of surgery, he cures ; Hanging a golden stamp about their necks, Put on with holy prayers : and 'tis spoken, To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction.