The Works of Shakespear: The comedy of errors. The winter's tale. The life and death of King John. King Richard IIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... Hand : and by Soul- killing Witches , we are inform'd , the Mischief they do is by the Affift- ance of the Devil , to whom they have given their Souls : But then , by dark - working Sorcerers , we are not instructed in the Means by ...
... Hand : and by Soul- killing Witches , we are inform'd , the Mischief they do is by the Affift- ance of the Devil , to whom they have given their Souls : But then , by dark - working Sorcerers , we are not instructed in the Means by ...
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... hands with me , and that my two ears can witness . Adr . Say , didft thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ? E. Dro . Ay , ay , he told me his mind upon mine ear . Befirew his hand , I scarce could under - stand it . Luc ...
... hands with me , and that my two ears can witness . Adr . Say , didft thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ? E. Dro . Ay , ay , he told me his mind upon mine ear . Befirew his hand , I scarce could under - stand it . Luc ...
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... . The time was once , when thou , unurg'd , wouldst vow , That never words were music to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well welcome to thy hand , That + That never meat sweet - favour'd in thy taste.
... . The time was once , when thou , unurg'd , wouldst vow , That never words were music to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well welcome to thy hand , That + That never meat sweet - favour'd in thy taste.
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... hand cut the wedding - ring , And break it with a deep - divorcing vow ? I know thou canst ; and therefore , see , thou do it . I am possess'd with an adulterate blot ; My blood is mingled with the Grime of luft : For if we two be one ...
... hand cut the wedding - ring , And break it with a deep - divorcing vow ? I know thou canst ; and therefore , see , thou do it . I am possess'd with an adulterate blot ; My blood is mingled with the Grime of luft : For if we two be one ...
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... hand to show ; If the skin were parchment , and the blows you gave were ink , Your own hand - writing would tell you what I think . E. Ant . I think , thou art an ass . E. Dro . Marry , so it doth appear By the wrongs I fuffer , and ...
... hand to show ; If the skin were parchment , and the blows you gave were ink , Your own hand - writing would tell you what I think . E. Ant . I think , thou art an ass . E. Dro . Marry , so it doth appear By the wrongs I fuffer , and ...
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Page 263 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 210 - 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.
Page 266 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Page 292 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Page 119 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Page 317 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Page 287 - I weep for joy To stand upon my kingdom once again. Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand, Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs : As a long-parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting, So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth, And do thee favour with my royal hands.