The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Volumen2J. Johnson, 1803 |
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... give you three pence again . Froth . No , indeed . I Clo . Very well : you being then , if you be remem- ber'd , cracking the stones of the foresaid prunes . Froth . Ay , so I did , indeed . Clo . Why , very well : I telling you then ...
... give you three pence again . Froth . No , indeed . I Clo . Very well : you being then , if you be remem- ber'd , cracking the stones of the foresaid prunes . Froth . Ay , so I did , indeed . Clo . Why , very well : I telling you then ...
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... give up your place , And you shall well be spar'd . Prov . I crave your honour's pardon.- What shall be done , sir , with the groaning Juliet ? She's very near her hour . Ang . Dispose of her To some more fitter place ; and that with ...
... give up your place , And you shall well be spar'd . Prov . I crave your honour's pardon.- What shall be done , sir , with the groaning Juliet ? She's very near her hour . Ang . Dispose of her To some more fitter place ; and that with ...
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... give thee moving graces ! Ang . Condemn the fault , and not the actor of it ! Why , every fault's condemn'd , ere it be done : Mine were the very cipher of a function , To find the faults , whose fine stands in record , And let go by ...
... give thee moving graces ! Ang . Condemn the fault , and not the actor of it ! Why , every fault's condemn'd , ere it be done : Mine were the very cipher of a function , To find the faults , whose fine stands in record , And let go by ...
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... Give't not o'er so : to him again , intreat him ; Kneel down before him , hang upon his gown ; You are too cold : if you should need a pin , You could not with more tame a tongue desire it :. To him , I say . Isab . Must he needs die ...
... Give't not o'er so : to him again , intreat him ; Kneel down before him , hang upon his gown ; You are too cold : if you should need a pin , You could not with more tame a tongue desire it :. To him , I say . Isab . Must he needs die ...
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... Give up your body to such sweet uncleanness , As she that he hath stain'd ? Isab . Sir , believe this , I had rather give my body than my soul . Ang . I talk not of your soul ; Our compell'd sins Stand more for number than accompt ...
... Give up your body to such sweet uncleanness , As she that he hath stain'd ? Isab . Sir , believe this , I had rather give my body than my soul . Ang . I talk not of your soul ; Our compell'd sins Stand more for number than accompt ...
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Página 47 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Página 225 - 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 395 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Página 62 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Página 395 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Página 137 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Página 153 - ... need of such vanity. You are thought here to be the most senseless and fit man for the constable of the watch ; therefore bear you the lantern : This is your charge ; You shall comprehend all vagrom men ; you are to bid any man stand, in the prince's name.
Página 268 - I have had a most rare vision. I have 210 had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was : man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream. Methought I was — there is no man can tell what. Methought I was, — and methought I had, — but man is but a patched fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had.
Página 396 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 220 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.