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... wander thro ' strange strands To sing the holy mass in sundry lands : And more especially , from each shire's end Of England , they to Canterbury wend , The holy blissful martyr for to seek , Who hath upheld them when that they were ...
... wander thro ' strange strands To sing the holy mass in sundry lands : And more especially , from each shire's end Of England , they to Canterbury wend , The holy blissful martyr for to seek , Who hath upheld them when that they were ...
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... wander to and fro in ways unknown , Furthest from end then , when they nearest ween , That makes them doubt their wits be not their own : So many paths , so many turnings seen , That , which of them to take , in diverse doubt they been ...
... wander to and fro in ways unknown , Furthest from end then , when they nearest ween , That makes them doubt their wits be not their own : So many paths , so many turnings seen , That , which of them to take , in diverse doubt they been ...
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... Wandering Wood , this Error's Den , A monster vile , whom God and man does hate : Therefore I readt beware . " - " Fly , fly , " quoth then The fearful dwarf ; " this is no place for living men . " * Immediately . ADVENTURE OF UNA WITH ...
... Wandering Wood , this Error's Den , A monster vile , whom God and man does hate : Therefore I readt beware . " - " Fly , fly , " quoth then The fearful dwarf ; " this is no place for living men . " * Immediately . ADVENTURE OF UNA WITH ...
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... wandering hair , Any annoyance in that precious sense ! Then , feeling what small things are boisterous there , Your vile intent must needs seem horrible . Hub . Is this your promise ? go to , hold your tongue . Arth . Hubert , the ...
... wandering hair , Any annoyance in that precious sense ! Then , feeling what small things are boisterous there , Your vile intent must needs seem horrible . Hub . Is this your promise ? go to , hold your tongue . Arth . Hubert , the ...
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... wandering air ; But smothered it within my panting bulk , Which almost burst to belch it in the sea . Brak . Awaked you not with this sore agony ? Clar . O , no , my dream was lengthened after life ; O , then began the tempest to my ...
... wandering air ; But smothered it within my panting bulk , Which almost burst to belch it in the sea . Brak . Awaked you not with this sore agony ? Clar . O , no , my dream was lengthened after life ; O , then began the tempest to my ...
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Page 177 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud, instead, and ever-during dark, Surrounds me...
Page 227 - The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale ; And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings, as they roll And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 105 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 57 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child. Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 113 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! Hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 124 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 84 - And let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them : for there be of them that will themselves laugh, to set on some" quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered : that's villainous, and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
Page 376 - Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favourite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee. As the long train Of ages, glide away the sons of men, — The youth in life's green spring, and he who goes In the full strength of years, matron and maid, And the sweet babe, and the grey-headed man, — Shall one by one be gathered to thy...
Page 115 - And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason!
Page 110 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roared ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy.