Works, Zväzok 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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Strana 9
... Some fix months fince , my Lord . King . If he were living , I would try him yet ; -- Lend me an arm ; - the reft have worn me out With feveral applications : nature and fickness Debate it at their leisure . Welcome , Count , My fon's ...
... Some fix months fince , my Lord . King . If he were living , I would try him yet ; -- Lend me an arm ; - the reft have worn me out With feveral applications : nature and fickness Debate it at their leisure . Welcome , Count , My fon's ...
Strana 36
... Some private fpeech with you . Ber . I hall obey his will . You must not marvel , Helen , at my courfe , ' ! Which holds not colour with the time ; nor does The ministration and required office On my particular . Prepar'd I was not For ...
... Some private fpeech with you . Ber . I hall obey his will . You must not marvel , Helen , at my courfe , ' ! Which holds not colour with the time ; nor does The ministration and required office On my particular . Prepar'd I was not For ...
Strana 57
... some two months fince fled from his houfe , her pretence is a pilgrimage to St. Jaques le Grand ; which holy undertaking , with moft auftere fanctimony , fhe accomplish'd ; and there refiding , the tendernefs of her nature became as a ...
... some two months fince fled from his houfe , her pretence is a pilgrimage to St. Jaques le Grand ; which holy undertaking , with moft auftere fanctimony , fhe accomplish'd ; and there refiding , the tendernefs of her nature became as a ...
Strana 94
... Some mollification for your giant , fweet lady . Öli . Tell me your mind . Vin . I am a meffenger . Oli . Sure you have fome hideous matter to deliver , when the courtefy of it is fo fearful . Speak your of- fice . Vio . It alone ...
... Some mollification for your giant , fweet lady . Öli . Tell me your mind . Vin . I am a meffenger . Oli . Sure you have fome hideous matter to deliver , when the courtefy of it is fo fearful . Speak your of- fice . Vio . It alone ...
Strana 121
... some toy You have defire to purchafe ; and your store , I think , is not for idle markets , Sir . Seb . I'll be your purfe - bearer , and leave you for An hour . Ant . To th ' Elephant , - Seb . I do remember . SCENE VII . Changes to ...
... some toy You have defire to purchafe ; and your store , I think , is not for idle markets , Sir . Seb . I'll be your purfe - bearer , and leave you for An hour . Ant . To th ' Elephant , - Seb . I do remember . SCENE VII . Changes to ...
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Strana 324 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Strana 248 - By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Strana 324 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Strana 330 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Strana 57 - 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.