The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Volume 2Charles Knight, 1851 |
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... woman conceived me , I thank her ; that she brought me up , I likewise give her most humble thanks : but that I will have a recheat " winded in my forehead , or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick ↳ , all women shall pardon me ...
... woman conceived me , I thank her ; that she brought me up , I likewise give her most humble thanks : but that I will have a recheat " winded in my forehead , or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick ↳ , all women shall pardon me ...
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... in his purse , such a man would win any woman in the world , -if he could get her good will . LEON . By my troth , niece , thou wilt. Enter LEONATO , ANTONIO , HERO , BEATRICE , and others . " Are you good men and true ? " ]
... in his purse , such a man would win any woman in the world , -if he could get her good will . LEON . By my troth , niece , thou wilt. Enter LEONATO , ANTONIO , HERO , BEATRICE , and others . " Are you good men and true ? " ]
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... woman to be over - mastered with a piece of valiant dust ? to make account of her life to a clod of wayward marl ? No , uncle , I'll none : Adam's sons are my brethren ; and truly I hold it a sin to match in my kindred . LEON . Daughter ...
... woman to be over - mastered with a piece of valiant dust ? to make account of her life to a clod of wayward marl ? No , uncle , I'll none : Adam's sons are my brethren ; and truly I hold it a sin to match in my kindred . LEON . Daughter ...
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... woman , one woman shall not come in my grace . Rich she shall be , that's certain ; wise , or I'll none ; virtuous , or I'll never cheapen her ; fair , or I'll never look on her ; mild , or come not near me ; noble , or not I for an ...
... woman , one woman shall not come in my grace . Rich she shall be , that's certain ; wise , or I'll none ; virtuous , or I'll never cheapen her ; fair , or I'll never look on her ; mild , or come not near me ; noble , or not I for an ...
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... 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 : she cannot love , Nor ...
... 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 : she cannot love , Nor ...
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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.