The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Volume 3C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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... of work . ' Would , for the king's sake , he were living ! I think it would be the death of the king's disease . Laf . How called you the man you speak of , madam ? Count . He was nous , sir , in his All's Well that Ends Well. ...
... of work . ' Would , for the king's sake , he were living ! I think it would be the death of the king's disease . Laf . How called you the man you speak of , madam ? Count . He was nous , sir , in his All's Well that Ends Well. ...
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... speak on the part of vir- ginity , is to accuse your mothers ; which is most infallible disobedience . He that hangs himself is a virgin : virginity murders itself ; and should be buried in highways , out of all sanctified limit , as a ...
... speak on the part of vir- ginity , is to accuse your mothers ; which is most infallible disobedience . He that hangs himself is a virgin : virginity murders itself ; and should be buried in highways , out of all sanctified limit , as a ...
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... speak , and , at this time , His tongue obey'd his hand : who were below him He us'd as creatures of another place ; And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks , Making them proud of his humility , In their poor praise he humbled ...
... speak , and , at this time , His tongue obey'd his hand : who were below him He us'd as creatures of another place ; And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks , Making them proud of his humility , In their poor praise he humbled ...
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... speak the truth the next way . For I the ballad will repeat , Which men full true shall find ; Your marriage comes by destiny , Your cuckoo sings by kind . Count . Get you gone , sir ; I'll talk with you more anon . Stew . May it please ...
... speak the truth the next way . For I the ballad will repeat , Which men full true shall find ; Your marriage comes by destiny , Your cuckoo sings by kind . Count . Get you gone , sir ; I'll talk with you more anon . Stew . May it please ...
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... speak . Count . Sirrah , tell my gentlewoman , I would speak with her ; Helen I mean . Clo . Was this fair face the cause , quoth she , Why the Grecians sacked Troy ? Fond done , done fond , Was this king Priam's joy . With that she ...
... speak . Count . Sirrah , tell my gentlewoman , I would speak with her ; Helen I mean . Clo . Was this fair face the cause , quoth she , Why the Grecians sacked Troy ? Fond done , done fond , Was this king Priam's joy . With that she ...
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Page 307 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch ' With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Page 54 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.