The Plays of Shakspeare, Volume 1Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
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... stay , thou canst not see thy love ; Besides , thy staying will abridge thy life . Hope is a lover's staff ; walk hence with that , Laun . Him we go to find : there's not a hair And manage it against despairing thoughts . Thy letters ...
... stay , thou canst not see thy love ; Besides , thy staying will abridge thy life . Hope is a lover's staff ; walk hence with that , Laun . Him we go to find : there's not a hair And manage it against despairing thoughts . Thy letters ...
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... [ Shuts Simple in the closet . He will not stay long.- What , John Rugby ! John , what , John , I say ! -Go , John , go enquire for my master ; I doubt , he be not well , that he comes not home ACT I. ] 53 MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR .
... [ Shuts Simple in the closet . He will not stay long.- What , John Rugby ! John , what , John , I say ! -Go , John , go enquire for my master ; I doubt , he be not well , that he comes not home ACT I. ] 53 MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR .
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... stay six or seven , two , tree hours for him , and he is no come . Shal . He is the wiser man , master doctor : he is a curer of souls , and you a curer of bodies ; if you should fight , you go against the hair of your professions ; is ...
... stay six or seven , two , tree hours for him , and he is no come . Shal . He is the wiser man , master doctor : he is a curer of souls , and you a curer of bodies ; if you should fight , you go against the hair of your professions ; is ...
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... stay within : I like his money well . O , here he comes . Enter FORD . Ford . Bless you , sir ! Fal . Now , master Brook ? you come to know what hath passed between me and Ford's wife ? Ford . That , indeed , sir John , is my business ...
... stay within : I like his money well . O , here he comes . Enter FORD . Ford . Bless you , sir ! Fal . Now , master Brook ? you come to know what hath passed between me and Ford's wife ? Ford . That , indeed , sir John , is my business ...
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... stay , sir , till she come down : I come to speak with her , indeed . Host . Ha ! a fat woman ! the knight may be robbed I'll call . - Bully knight ! Bully sir John ! speak from thy lungs military : Art thou there ? it is thine host ...
... stay , sir , till she come down : I come to speak with her , indeed . Host . Ha ! a fat woman ! the knight may be robbed I'll call . - Bully knight ! Bully sir John ! speak from thy lungs military : Art thou there ? it is thine host ...
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Page 255 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose well...
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Page 168 - Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Page 88 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Page 462 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...