Prefaces. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of WindsorC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... heaven and earth to ring : Dry'd is that vein , dry'd is the Thespian Spring , Turn'd all to tears , and Phabus clouds his rays ; That corpfe , that coffin , now bestick those bays , Which crown'd him poet first , then poets ' king . If ...
... heaven and earth to ring : Dry'd is that vein , dry'd is the Thespian Spring , Turn'd all to tears , and Phabus clouds his rays ; That corpfe , that coffin , now bestick those bays , Which crown'd him poet first , then poets ' king . If ...
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... heavens , blow ope the iron gates Of death and Lethe , where confused lie Great heaps of ruinous mortality : In that deep dufky dungeon , to difcern A royal ghost from churls ; by art to learn The phyfiognomy of fhades , and give Them ...
... heavens , blow ope the iron gates Of death and Lethe , where confused lie Great heaps of ruinous mortality : In that deep dufky dungeon , to difcern A royal ghost from churls ; by art to learn The phyfiognomy of fhades , and give Them ...
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... heavens ! What foul play had we , that we came from thence ? Or bleffed was't , we did ? Pro . Both , both , my girl : By foul play , as thou fay'ft , were we heav'd thence ; But bleffedly holp hither . Mira . O my heart bleeds To think ...
... heavens ! What foul play had we , that we came from thence ? Or bleffed was't , we did ? Pro . Both , both , my girl : By foul play , as thou fay'ft , were we heav'd thence ; But bleffedly holp hither . Mira . O my heart bleeds To think ...
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... heavens ! Pro . Mark his condition , and the event ; then tell me , If this might be a brother . Mira . I fhould fin To think but nobly of my grandmother : Good wombs have bore bad fons . Pro . Now the condition . This king of Naples ...
... heavens ! Pro . Mark his condition , and the event ; then tell me , If this might be a brother . Mira . I fhould fin To think but nobly of my grandmother : Good wombs have bore bad fons . Pro . Now the condition . This king of Naples ...
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... heaven , 6 When I have deck'd the fea with drops full falt ; Under my burden groan'd ; which rais'd in me An undergoing ftomach , to bear up Against what should enfue . Mira . How came we afhore ? Pro . By Providence divine . Some food ...
... heaven , 6 When I have deck'd the fea with drops full falt ; Under my burden groan'd ; which rais'd in me An undergoing ftomach , to bear up Against what should enfue . Mira . How came we afhore ? Pro . By Providence divine . Some food ...
Términos y frases comunes
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Página 89 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
Página 23 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Página 83 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Página 83 - To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be) I have be-dimm'd The noontide sun , call'd forth the mutinous winds , And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire , and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Página 82 - Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier...