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... bear'ft thy father's face .. Frank nature , rather curious than in hafte , Hath well compos'd thee . Thy father's moral parts . May'ft thou inherit too ! Welcome to Paris . Ber . My thanks and duty are your Majefty's . King . I would ...
... bear'ft thy father's face .. Frank nature , rather curious than in hafte , Hath well compos'd thee . Thy father's moral parts . May'ft thou inherit too ! Welcome to Paris . Ber . My thanks and duty are your Majefty's . King . I would ...
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... bear ; ) Let me not live , ( Thus his good melancholy oft began , On the catastrophe and heel of pastime ,, ( 4 ) So like a courtier , no contempt or bitterness Were in his pride or sharpness ; if they were , His equal bad awak'd them ...
... bear ; ) Let me not live , ( Thus his good melancholy oft began , On the catastrophe and heel of pastime ,, ( 4 ) So like a courtier , no contempt or bitterness Were in his pride or sharpness ; if they were , His equal bad awak'd them ...
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... bear me back again . King . I cannot give thee lefs , to be call'd grateful ; Thou thought'ft to help me , and fuch thanks I give , As one near death to those that with him live ; But what at full I know , thou know'ft no part ;: I ...
... bear me back again . King . I cannot give thee lefs , to be call'd grateful ; Thou thought'ft to help me , and fuch thanks I give , As one near death to those that with him live ; But what at full I know , thou know'ft no part ;: I ...
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... bear , I am run away ; know it , before the report come . If there be breadth enough in the world , I will hold a long distance . My duty to you . Your unfortunate fon , This is not well , rafh and unbridled boy , To fly the favours of ...
... bear , I am run away ; know it , before the report come . If there be breadth enough in the world , I will hold a long distance . My duty to you . Your unfortunate fon , This is not well , rafh and unbridled boy , To fly the favours of ...
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... bear along . 2 Gen. We ferve you , Madam , in that and all your worthieft affairs . Count . Not fo , but as we change our courtefies . Will you draw near ? [ Exeunt Count , and Gentlemen . Hel . ' Till I have no wife , I have nothing in ...
... bear along . 2 Gen. We ferve you , Madam , in that and all your worthieft affairs . Count . Not fo , but as we change our courtefies . Will you draw near ? [ Exeunt Count , and Gentlemen . Hel . ' Till I have no wife , I have nothing in ...
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Page 103 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Page 394 - 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 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 258 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Page 142 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.