The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volumen4R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... true opinion ? " See the note there . MALone . 8 FIRE that's closest kept , burns most of all . ] The second and third words in this line are thus abbreviated in the only au- thentick copy of this play ; and hence it appears that fire ...
... true opinion ? " See the note there . MALone . 8 FIRE that's closest kept , burns most of all . ] The second and third words in this line are thus abbreviated in the only au- thentick copy of this play ; and hence it appears that fire ...
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... true ori- ginal of the expression . JOHNSON . In Hampshire , and other western counties , for " I can't re- member it , " they say , " I can't mind it . " BLACKSTONE . Puttenham , in his Art of Poetry , 1589 , chap . 24 , speaking of ...
... true ori- ginal of the expression . JOHNSON . In Hampshire , and other western counties , for " I can't re- member it , " they say , " I can't mind it . " BLACKSTONE . Puttenham , in his Art of Poetry , 1589 , chap . 24 , speaking of ...
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... True , sir ; I was in love with my bed : I thank you , you swinged me for my love , which makes me the bolder to chide you for yours . VAL . In conclusion , I stand affected to her . SPEED . I would you were set 2 ; so , your affec ...
... True , sir ; I was in love with my bed : I thank you , you swinged me for my love , which makes me the bolder to chide you for yours . VAL . In conclusion , I stand affected to her . SPEED . I would you were set 2 ; so , your affec ...
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... true constancy ; And when that hour o'er - slips me in the day , Wherein I sigh not , Julia , for thy sake , The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness ! My father stays my coming ; answer not ; The ...
... true constancy ; And when that hour o'er - slips me in the day , Wherein I sigh not , Julia , for thy sake , The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness ! My father stays my coming ; answer not ; The ...
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... True . - Epi . A monstrous lye : for I was ty'd two hours , and tar- ried for one to unlose me . " 66 5 - " " The same play on words occurs in Chapman's Andromeda Liberata , 1614 : " And now came roaring to the tied the tide ...
... True . - Epi . A monstrous lye : for I was ty'd two hours , and tar- ried for one to unlose me . " 66 5 - " " The same play on words occurs in Chapman's Andromeda Liberata , 1614 : " And now came roaring to the tied the tide ...
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Página 390 - From women's eyes this doctrine I derive : They sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world...
Página 20 - I have no other but a woman's reason : I think him so, because I think him so.
Página 53 - 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 380 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise?
Página 100 - 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. Is she kind as she is fair, — For beauty lives with kindness ? Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling...