The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volumen8 |
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... put him in mind of our Author's play on the subject . The captain has clos'd his
account of this affair with . a reproof to our excellent OTWAY , for having turn'd
this story to that of Caius Marius ; con . fidering , ( says he ) " how inconsistent it
was ...
... put him in mind of our Author's play on the subject . The captain has clos'd his
account of this affair with . a reproof to our excellent OTWAY , for having turn'd
this story to that of Caius Marius ; con . fidering , ( says he ) " how inconsistent it
was ...
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Madam , an hour before the worshipp'd Sun ( 2 ) Peer'd through the golden
window of the East , A troubled mind drew me to walk abroad : Where
underneath the grove of sycamour , That westward rootech from the city side , So
early walking ...
Madam , an hour before the worshipp'd Sun ( 2 ) Peer'd through the golden
window of the East , A troubled mind drew me to walk abroad : Where
underneath the grove of sycamour , That westward rootech from the city side , So
early walking ...
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... deeds to finners ' minds ; Tybalt is dead , and Romeo baribid ! ' That lanifher ,
that one word lanishid ' , Hath sain ten thousand Tybelis : Tyiali's death Was woe
enough , if it had ended there : Or if fow'r woe delights in fellowship , And needly
...
... deeds to finners ' minds ; Tybalt is dead , and Romeo baribid ! ' That lanifher ,
that one word lanishid ' , Hath sain ten thousand Tybelis : Tyiali's death Was woe
enough , if it had ended there : Or if fow'r woe delights in fellowship , And needly
...
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But howsoever thou pursu'st this azt , Taint not thy mind , nor let thy soul contrive
Against thy mother aught ; leave her to heav'n , And to those thorns that in her
bosom lodge , To prick and sting her . Fare thee well at once ! The glow - worm ...
But howsoever thou pursu'st this azt , Taint not thy mind , nor let thy soul contrive
Against thy mother aught ; leave her to heav'n , And to those thorns that in her
bosom lodge , To prick and sting her . Fare thee well at once ! The glow - worm ...
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To please the palate of my appetite ; Nor to apply with heat , the young affects , In
my distinct and proper satisfaction ; But to be free and bounteous to her mind :
And heav'n defend your good fouls , that you think , I will your serious and great ...
To please the palate of my appetite ; Nor to apply with heat , the young affects , In
my distinct and proper satisfaction ; But to be free and bounteous to her mind :
And heav'n defend your good fouls , that you think , I will your serious and great ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 239 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Página 25 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Página 131 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Página 185 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Página 193 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this?
Página 228 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Página 168 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Página 269 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Página 39 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Página 34 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.