Works, Volume 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... Lord . Parolles , a parafitical follower of Bertram ; a coward , but vain , and a great pretender to valour , Several young French Lords , that Serve with Bertram in the Flo- rentine war . Stewart , fervants to the Count Clown , Sefs of ...
... Lord . Parolles , a parafitical follower of Bertram ; a coward , but vain , and a great pretender to valour , Several young French Lords , that Serve with Bertram in the Flo- rentine war . Stewart , fervants to the Count Clown , Sefs of ...
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... Lord , the King languishes of ?! Laf . A fiftula , my Lord . Ber . I heard not of it before . Laf . I would it were not notorious . Was this gen- tlewoman the daughter of Gerard de Narbon ? Count . His fole child , my Lord , and ...
... Lord , the King languishes of ?! Laf . A fiftula , my Lord . Ber . I heard not of it before . Laf . I would it were not notorious . Was this gen- tlewoman the daughter of Gerard de Narbon ? Count . His fole child , my Lord , and ...
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... Lord ; ' Tis an unfeafon'd courtier , good my Lord , Advise him . Laf . He cannot want the best ,. That fhall attend his love . Count . Heav'n blefs him ! Farewell , Bertram . [ Exit Countess . Ber . [ To Hel . ] The best wishes that ...
... Lord ; ' Tis an unfeafon'd courtier , good my Lord , Advise him . Laf . He cannot want the best ,. That fhall attend his love . Count . Heav'n blefs him ! Farewell , Bertram . [ Exit Countess . Ber . [ To Hel . ] The best wishes that ...
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... Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry , who are fick For breathing and exploit . King . What's he comes here ? Enter Bertram , Lafeu , and Parolles . 1 Lord . It is the Count Roufillon , my good Lord ,. Young Bertram . King ...
... Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry , who are fick For breathing and exploit . King . What's he comes here ? Enter Bertram , Lafeu , and Parolles . 1 Lord . It is the Count Roufillon , my good Lord ,. Young Bertram . King ...
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... Lord . You're loved , Sir ; They that leaft lend it you , shall lack . you firft . King I fill a place , I know't . How long is't , Count , Since the phyfician at your father's died ? He was much fam'd . Ber . Some fix months fince , my ...
... Lord . You're loved , Sir ; They that leaft lend it you , shall lack . you firft . King I fill a place , I know't . How long is't , Count , Since the phyfician at your father's died ? He was much fam'd . Ber . Some fix months fince , my ...
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Page 324 - 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 ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 248 - By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Page 324 - 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 330 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 57 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.