The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Volume 2Charles Knight, 1851 |
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... Nature never fram'd a woman's heart Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice : Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes , Misprising what they look on ; and her wit Values itself so highly , that to her All matter else seems weak ...
... Nature never fram'd a woman's heart Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice : Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes , Misprising what they look on ; and her wit Values itself so highly , that to her All matter else seems weak ...
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... nature . 2 WATCH . Both which , master constable , - DOGB . You have ; I knew it would be your answer . Well , for your favour , sir , why give God thanks , and make no boast of it ; and for your writing and reading , let that appear ...
... nature . 2 WATCH . Both which , master constable , - DOGB . You have ; I knew it would be your answer . Well , for your favour , sir , why give God thanks , and make no boast of it ; and for your writing and reading , let that appear ...
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... nature's frame a ? O , one too much by thee ! Why had I one ? Why ever wast thou lovely in my eyes ? Why had I not , with charitable hand , Took up a beggar's issue at my gates ; Who , smirched thus , and mir'd with infamy , I might ...
... nature's frame a ? O , one too much by thee ! Why had I one ? Why ever wast thou lovely in my eyes ? Why had I not , with charitable hand , Took up a beggar's issue at my gates ; Who , smirched thus , and mir'd with infamy , I might ...
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... nature of this species of hawk : - " She keeps in subjection the most part of all the fowl that fly , insomuch that the tassel gentle , her natural and chiefest companion , dares not come near that coast where she useth , nor sit by the ...
... nature of this species of hawk : - " She keeps in subjection the most part of all the fowl that fly , insomuch that the tassel gentle , her natural and chiefest companion , dares not come near that coast where she useth , nor sit by the ...
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... nature , which belongs to all time ; and we must forget that they some- times use the expressions of a particular time to which they do not in strict propriety belong . The critics have been singularly laudatory of this comedy . Warton ...
... nature , which belongs to all time ; and we must forget that they some- times use the expressions of a particular time to which they do not in strict propriety belong . The critics have been singularly laudatory of this comedy . Warton ...
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Page 580 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Page 284 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Page 554 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Page 424 - Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears.
Page 285 - My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0 prepare it ; My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never flnd my grave, To weep there.