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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... lose myself , And wander up and down to view the city . Mer . Sir , I cómmend you to your own content . [ Exit Merchant . Ant . H SCENE III . E that commends me to my own content , Commends me to the thing I cannot get . I to the world ...
... lose myself , And wander up and down to view the city . Mer . Sir , I cómmend you to your own content . [ Exit Merchant . Ant . H SCENE III . E that commends me to my own content , Commends me to the thing I cannot get . I to the world ...
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... lose myself . Enter Dromio of Ephefus . Here comes the almanack of my true date . What now ? how chance , thou art return'd fo foon ? E. Dro . Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd too late : The capon burns , the pig falls from the spit ...
... lose myself . Enter Dromio of Ephefus . Here comes the almanack of my true date . What now ? how chance , thou art return'd fo foon ? E. Dro . Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd too late : The capon burns , the pig falls from the spit ...
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... lose . [ Exit . SCENE VIII . ! Changes to the Street . Enter Antipholis of Ephesus , with a Jailor . i E. Ant . FEAR me not , man ; I will not break away ; I'll give thee , ere I leave thee , so much money , To warrant thee , as I am ...
... lose . [ Exit . SCENE VIII . ! Changes to the Street . Enter Antipholis of Ephesus , with a Jailor . i E. Ant . FEAR me not , man ; I will not break away ; I'll give thee , ere I leave thee , so much money , To warrant thee , as I am ...
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... his wits again , Or lose my labour in assaying it . Adr . I will attend my husband , be his nurse , Diet his fickness , for it is my office ; VOL . IV . D And Abb . Be patient for 1 ' Till I have The Comedy of ERRORS . 49.
... his wits again , Or lose my labour in assaying it . Adr . I will attend my husband , be his nurse , Diet his fickness , for it is my office ; VOL . IV . D And Abb . Be patient for 1 ' Till I have The Comedy of ERRORS . 49.
Page 124
... lose nothing here . Aut . I hope so , Sir , for I have about me many parcels of charge . Clo . What haft here ? ballads ? Mop . Pray now , buy fome ; I love a ballad in print , or a life ; for then we are sure they are true . Aut ...
... lose nothing here . Aut . I hope so , Sir , for I have about me many parcels of charge . Clo . What haft here ? ballads ? Mop . Pray now , buy fome ; I love a ballad in print , or a life ; for then we are sure they are true . Aut ...
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anſwer Antipholis Aumerle beſeech beſt blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath buſineſs Camillo cauſe Comedy of ERRORS Coufin courſe curſe death didſt doſt doth Dromio Duke elſe Enter Ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes fair falſe father Faul Faulconbridge fear firſt fome forrow foul France fuch Gaunt grief hand haſte hath heart heav'n honour houſe Hubert iſſue itſelf King John King RICHARD King RICHARD II lady laſt Liege lord loſe maſter miſtreſs moſt muſt myſelf noble Northumberland peace Phil pleaſe pray preſent Prince purpoſe Queen reaſon reſt Rich ſay SCENE ſee ſervice ſhall ſhame ſhe Shep ſhew ſhould ſince ſome ſpeak ſpeed ſpirit ſtand ſtay ſtill ſtrong ſuch ſwear ſweet tell thee theſe thine thoſe thou art tongue uſe whoſe wife WINTER'S TALE York
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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.