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... thou wert an honest man , thyself and thy money too . Thou didst swear to me on a parcel gilt - goblet , sitting in my Dolphin - chamber , at the round table , by a sea - coal fire , on Wednesday in Whitsun - week , when the Prince ...
... thou wert an honest man , thyself and thy money too . Thou didst swear to me on a parcel gilt - goblet , sitting in my Dolphin - chamber , at the round table , by a sea - coal fire , on Wednesday in Whitsun - week , when the Prince ...
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... Thou hadst been better have been born a dog , Than answer my wak'd wrath . Iago . Is't come to this ? Othello . Make ... thou dost slander her , and torture me , Never pray more ; abandon all remorse ; On horror's head horrors accumulate ...
... Thou hadst been better have been born a dog , Than answer my wak'd wrath . Iago . Is't come to this ? Othello . Make ... thou dost slander her , and torture me , Never pray more ; abandon all remorse ; On horror's head horrors accumulate ...
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... thou yon dreary plain , forlorn and wild , The seat of desolation , void of light , Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful ? And with respect to this and many similar passages in Paradise Lost , we are ...
... thou yon dreary plain , forlorn and wild , The seat of desolation , void of light , Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful ? And with respect to this and many similar passages in Paradise Lost , we are ...
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... thou found my daughter ? Tubal . I often came where I did hear of her , but cannot find her . Shy . Why there , there , there , there ! a diamond gone , cost me two thousand ducats in Francfort ? the curse never fell upon our nation ...
... thou found my daughter ? Tubal . I often came where I did hear of her , but cannot find her . Shy . Why there , there , there , there ! a diamond gone , cost me two thousand ducats in Francfort ? the curse never fell upon our nation ...
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... thou died , my son , in infant years , Thy little hearse had been bedewed with tears.— Thou livedst by me ; to me thy breath resign ; Mine is the merit , the demerit thine . Thy life by double title I require ; Once given at birth , and ...
... thou died , my son , in infant years , Thy little hearse had been bedewed with tears.— Thou livedst by me ; to me thy breath resign ; Mine is the merit , the demerit thine . Thy life by double title I require ; Once given at birth , and ...
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Page 348 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge. And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds...
Page 47 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs ; She swore, — in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange ; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful : She wish'd she had not heard it ; yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...
Page 387 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, "I am Sir Oracle, And when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
Page 84 - If Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake...
Page 310 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. « Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Page 44 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look! in this place ran Cassius...
Page 110 - The lives of many. The cease of majesty Dies not alone; but like a gulf doth draw What's near it with it: it is a massy wheel, Fix'd on the summit of the highest mount, To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things Are mortis'd and adjoin'd; which, when it falls, Each small annexment, petty consequence, Attends the boisterous ruin. Never alone Did the king sigh, but with a general groan.
Page 419 - With mazy error under pendent shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Page 110 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Page 397 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.