The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volumen1H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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... husband as fhe fhall at the end of the faid three years be married unto , or at and after , do fufficiently affure unto her , and the iffue of her body , land answerable C 2 to to the portion by this my Will given unto her SHAKSPEARE'S ...
... husband as fhe fhall at the end of the faid three years be married unto , or at and after , do fufficiently affure unto her , and the iffue of her body , land answerable C 2 to to the portion by this my Will given unto her SHAKSPEARE'S ...
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... , I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant , Whether you will or no . Fer . My mistress , dearest , And I thus humble ever . Mira 1 Mira . My husband then ? Fer . Ay , 42 The TEMPEST .
... , I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant , Whether you will or no . Fer . My mistress , dearest , And I thus humble ever . Mira 1 Mira . My husband then ? Fer . Ay , 42 The TEMPEST .
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William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). Mira . My husband then ? Fer . Ay , with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom ; here's my hand . Mira . And mine , with my heart in't ; and now farewel , Till half an hour hence . Fer ...
William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). Mira . My husband then ? Fer . Ay , with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom ; here's my hand . Mira . And mine , with my heart in't ; and now farewel , Till half an hour hence . Fer ...
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... husband find at Tunis ; And Ferdinand , her brother , found a wife , Where he himself was loft ; Profpero his Dukedom , In a poor ifle ; and all of us , ourselves , When no man was his own . Alon . Give me your hands Let grief and ...
... husband find at Tunis ; And Ferdinand , her brother , found a wife , Where he himself was loft ; Profpero his Dukedom , In a poor ifle ; and all of us , ourselves , When no man was his own . Alon . Give me your hands Let grief and ...
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... husband's purfe : fhe hath a legion of angels . Pift . As many devils entertain ; and to her , boy , fay I. Nym . The humour rifes ; it is good ; humour me the angels . Fal . I have writ me here a letter to her ; and here another to ...
... husband's purfe : fhe hath a legion of angels . Pift . As many devils entertain ; and to her , boy , fay I. Nym . The humour rifes ; it is good ; humour me the angels . Fal . I have writ me here a letter to her ; and here another to ...
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Página 28 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, .Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Página 86 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
Página 42 - Hence, bashful cunning; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant Whether you will or no.
Página 63 - And mine shall. 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 mov'd than thou art?
Página 95 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Página 96 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Página 150 - If we shadows have offended. Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Página 35 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Página 64 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.