The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads. Illustrated with Explanatory Notes, and Similar Passages, from Ancient and Modern Authors. By William Dodd, ... In Three Volumes |
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Why thou say'st true ; it is a paltry cap , A custard coitin , a bauble , a filken pye : I
love thee well , in that thou lik'it it not . Cath . Love me , or love me not , I like the
cap ; And it I will have , or I will have none . Pet . Thy gown ? why , ay : come ...
Why thou say'st true ; it is a paltry cap , A custard coitin , a bauble , a filken pye : I
love thee well , in that thou lik'it it not . Cath . Love me , or love me not , I like the
cap ; And it I will have , or I will have none . Pet . Thy gown ? why , ay : come ...
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O , no , good Kate , neither art thou the worse , For this poor furniture and mean
array . ACT V. SCENE I. A lovely Woman . ( 16 ) Fair lovely woman , young and
affable , More Away , thou rag , thou quantity , thou remnant : Or I fall fo be - mete
...
O , no , good Kate , neither art thou the worse , For this poor furniture and mean
array . ACT V. SCENE I. A lovely Woman . ( 16 ) Fair lovely woman , young and
affable , More Away , thou rag , thou quantity , thou remnant : Or I fall fo be - mete
...
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This illand's mine by Sycorax my mother , Which thou tak't from me : when thou
camest first Thou stroak't me , and mad'it much of me : wou'd'it give me Water with
berries in't , and teach me how To name the bigger light , and how the less ...
This illand's mine by Sycorax my mother , Which thou tak't from me : when thou
camest first Thou stroak't me , and mad'it much of me : wou'd'it give me Water with
berries in't , and teach me how To name the bigger light , and how the less ...
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-Thou baft a Spanish beart , and thyself art a spider of bell . -Go to , I will lay thee
on thy back for the confident ft traitor that ever came at a bar , " & c . Is not here all
the licence of tongue , which the poet satirically prescribes to Sir Andrew's ink ?
-Thou baft a Spanish beart , and thyself art a spider of bell . -Go to , I will lay thee
on thy back for the confident ft traitor that ever came at a bar , " & c . Is not here all
the licence of tongue , which the poet satirically prescribes to Sir Andrew's ink ?
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When thou once Wer't beaten from Mutina , where thou slew'st Hirtius and Pansa
, consuls ; at thy heel Did famine follow , whom thou fought'st against , ( Though
daintily brought up ) with patience more Than lavages could suffer . Thou didft ...
When thou once Wer't beaten from Mutina , where thou slew'st Hirtius and Pansa
, consuls ; at thy heel Did famine follow , whom thou fought'st against , ( Though
daintily brought up ) with patience more Than lavages could suffer . Thou didft ...
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Page 212 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Page 205 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.
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| Title | The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads. Illustrated with Explanatory Notes, and Similar Passages, from Ancient and Modern Authors. By William Dodd, ... In Three Volumes Eighteenth Century English short title catalogue Eighteenth Century collection The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads. Illustrated with Explanatory Notes, and Similar Passages, from Ancient and Modern Authors. By William Dodd, ... In Three Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | J. Macgowan, 1780 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 13 Sep 2007 |
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