Works, Volume 3Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... heart , but the tyranny of her forrows takes all livelihood from her cheek . No more of this , Helena ; By virtuous qualities here are not meant thofe of a moral kind , but fuch as are acquired by erudition and good breeding . Helena ...
... heart , but the tyranny of her forrows takes all livelihood from her cheek . No more of this , Helena ; By virtuous qualities here are not meant thofe of a moral kind , but fuch as are acquired by erudition and good breeding . Helena ...
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... heart's table ; heart too capable 4. Of every line and trick of his fweet favour ! But now he's gone , and my idolatrous fancy Muft fanctify his relics . Who comes here ? Enter Parolles . One that goes with him ; I love him for his fake ...
... heart's table ; heart too capable 4. Of every line and trick of his fweet favour ! But now he's gone , and my idolatrous fancy Muft fanctify his relics . Who comes here ? Enter Parolles . One that goes with him ; I love him for his fake ...
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... hearts are fever'd in religion , their heads are both one ; they may joul horns together , like any deer i ' th ' herd . Count . Wilt thou ever be a foul mouth'd and calumni- ous knave ? Clo . A prophet , I , Madam ; and I speak the ...
... hearts are fever'd in religion , their heads are both one ; they may joul horns together , like any deer i ' th ' herd . Count . Wilt thou ever be a foul mouth'd and calumni- ous knave ? Clo . A prophet , I , Madam ; and I speak the ...
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... heart out , ere he pluck one . Count . You'll be gone , Sir Knave , and do as I com- mand you ? Clo . That man that should be at a woman's command , and yet no hurt done ! tho ' honesty be no Puritan , yet it will do no hurt ; it will ...
... heart out , ere he pluck one . Count . You'll be gone , Sir Knave , and do as I com- mand you ? Clo . That man that should be at a woman's command , and yet no hurt done ! tho ' honesty be no Puritan , yet it will do no hurt ; it will ...
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... After well - enter'd foldiers , to return And find your Grace in health . King . No , no , it cannot be ; and yet my heart Will Propping , fupporting . Will not confefs it owns the malady That doth my τό AЯ II . ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
... After well - enter'd foldiers , to return And find your Grace in health . King . No , no , it cannot be ; and yet my heart Will Propping , fupporting . Will not confefs it owns the malady That doth my τό AЯ II . ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL .
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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.