Shakespeare's Comedy of the Two Gentlemen of Verona

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Harper & brothers, 1882 - 158 páginas

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Página 32 - 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.
Página 20 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Página 18 - Not for the world: why, man, she is mine own; And I as rich in having such a jewel, As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Página 112 - How use doth breed a habit in a man ! This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, Tune my distresses, and record my woes.
Página 96 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her? Holy, fair, and wise is she ; The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be.
Página 80 - Flatter and praise, commend, extol their graces ; Though ne'er so black, say they have angels' faces. That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man, If with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
Página 143 - In perfect diapason, whilst they stood In first obedience and their state of good. O may we soon again renew that song, And keep in tune with Heaven, till God ere long To His celestial consort us unite, To live with Him and sing in endless morn of light.
Página 55 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun. And by-and-by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Página 74 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage, And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to- the wild ocean.
Página 48 - I have no other but a woman's reason ; I think him so, because I think him so.

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