The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: Pericles. King Lear. Romeo and JulietT. Bensley, 1800 |
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... nurse to Marina . DIANA . Lords , Ladies , Knights , Gentlemen , Sailors , Firates , Fijhermen , and Meffengers , & c . SCENE , difperfedly in various countries . PERICLES . ACT I. T Enter GOWER . Before the PERSONS REPRESENTED .
... nurse to Marina . DIANA . Lords , Ladies , Knights , Gentlemen , Sailors , Firates , Fijhermen , and Meffengers , & c . SCENE , difperfedly in various countries . PERICLES . ACT I. T Enter GOWER . Before the PERSONS REPRESENTED .
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... nurse , she takes , And fo to fea . Their vessel shakes On Neptune's billow ; half the flood Hath their keel cut ; but fortune's mood Varies again the grizzled north : Difgorges such a tempest forth , That , as a duck for life that ...
... nurse , she takes , And fo to fea . Their vessel shakes On Neptune's billow ; half the flood Hath their keel cut ; but fortune's mood Varies again the grizzled north : Difgorges such a tempest forth , That , as a duck for life that ...
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... nurse , is dead ; And curfed Dionyza hath The pregnant inftrument of wrath Preft for this blow . The unborn event I do commend to your content : Only I carry winged time Poft on the lame feet of my rhyme ; Which never could I fo convey ...
... nurse , is dead ; And curfed Dionyza hath The pregnant inftrument of wrath Preft for this blow . The unborn event I do commend to your content : Only I carry winged time Poft on the lame feet of my rhyme ; Which never could I fo convey ...
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... nurse's death . Thou art refolv'd ? Leon . I am refolv'd . Enter MARINA , with a basket of flowers . Mar. No , no ... nurse A nurse of me . Lord ! how your favour's 52 AЯ xv . PERICLES ,
... nurse's death . Thou art refolv'd ? Leon . I am refolv'd . Enter MARINA , with a basket of flowers . Mar. No , no ... nurse A nurse of me . Lord ! how your favour's 52 AЯ xv . PERICLES ,
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William Shakespeare. A nurse of me . Lord ! how your favour's chang'd With this unprofitable woe ! Come , come ; Give me your wreath of flowers , ere the fea mar it . Walk forth with Leonine ; the air is quick there , Piercing , and ...
William Shakespeare. A nurse of me . Lord ! how your favour's chang'd With this unprofitable woe ! Come , come ; Give me your wreath of flowers , ere the fea mar it . Walk forth with Leonine ; the air is quick there , Piercing , and ...
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Afide againſt art thou Bawd BENVOLIO beſt Boult CAPULET cauſe CLEON Cordelia Corn courſe daughter dead death DIONYZA doft doth Edmund Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father fhall fifter fince firſt flain fome Fool forrow foul friar ftand fuch Gent gentleman give GLOSTER gods GONERIL hath heart heaven Helicanus himſelf hither honour houſe huſband itſelf Juliet Kent king King Lear lady laſt Lear lord LYSIMACHUS madam Mantua Marina maſter Mercutio miſtreſs Mitylene moft Montague moſt muſt myſelf night Nurfe Nurſe Pentapolis Pericles pleaſe pleaſure pray prince Prince of Tyre purpoſe Regan Romeo ſay SCENE ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtay Stew ſuch ſweet tell Tharfus thee there's theſe thine thoſe thou art Tybalt Tyre uſe villain whoſe wife
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Page 93 - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
Page 18 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Page 52 - O! reason not the need; our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous: Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's. Thou art a lady; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
Page 97 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath. Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks. And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Page 116 - KENT. Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Page 21 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear...
Page 114 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Page 46 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume...
Page 98 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Page 66 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.