Shakspereis Works XII1883 |
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... strong in custom . Therefore briefly yield her , for she must overboard straight . Per . As you think meet . Lyc . Here she lies , sir . Most wretched queen ! Per . A terrible childbed hast thou had , my dear ; No light , no fire : the ...
... strong in custom . Therefore briefly yield her , for she must overboard straight . Per . As you think meet . Lyc . Here she lies , sir . Most wretched queen ! Per . A terrible childbed hast thou had , my dear ; No light , no fire : the ...
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... ❜d : And not your knowledge , your personal pain , but even Your purse , still open , hath built Lord Cerimon Such strong renown as time shall ne'er decay . Enter two or three Servants with a chest . First 42 ACT III PERICLES.
... ❜d : And not your knowledge , your personal pain , but even Your purse , still open , hath built Lord Cerimon Such strong renown as time shall ne'er decay . Enter two or three Servants with a chest . First 42 ACT III PERICLES.
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... strong wind will blow it to pieces , they are so pitifully sodden . Pand . Thou sayest true ; they ' re too unwholesome , o ' conscience . The poor Transylvanian is dead , that lay with the little baggage . Boult . Ay , she quickly ...
... strong wind will blow it to pieces , they are so pitifully sodden . Pand . Thou sayest true ; they ' re too unwholesome , o ' conscience . The poor Transylvanian is dead , that lay with the little baggage . Boult . Ay , she quickly ...
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... strong with us for giving over . Bawd . Come , other sorts offend as well as we . Pand . As well as we ! ay , and better too ; we offend Neither is our profession any trade ; it's no calling . But here comes Boult . worse . Re - enter ...
... strong with us for giving over . Bawd . Come , other sorts offend as well as we . Pand . As well as we ! ay , and better too ; we offend Neither is our profession any trade ; it's no calling . But here comes Boult . worse . Re - enter ...
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... strong a prop to support so weak a burden : only , if your honour seem but pleased , I account myself highly praised , and vow to take advan- tage of all idle hours , till I have honoured you with some graver labour . But if the first ...
... strong a prop to support so weak a burden : only , if your honour seem but pleased , I account myself highly praised , and vow to take advan- tage of all idle hours , till I have honoured you with some graver labour . But if the first ...
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Adonis Antiochus Bawd bear beauty beauty's behold blood Boult breast breath canst cheeks CLEON Collatine daughter dead dear death deed delight desire DIONYZA doth Ephesus Exeunt face fair fair lords falchion false fear fire flower foul gentle give gods grace grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven Helicanus honour incest king kiss lady leave lips live look lord love's Love's fire Lucrece lust Lychorida LYSIMACHUS Marina mind mistress Mitylene ne'er never night Pentapolis Pericles pity poison'd poor praise Priam Prince of Tyre princes queen quoth seem'd Sextus Tarquinius shame sight Simonides sorrow soul swear sweet Tarquin Tarsus tears tell Tereu Thai Thaisa thee thine eye thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou wilt thought thyself Time's tongue true truth Tyre unto weep wind youth
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197 ページ - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
253 ページ - Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight; Past reason hunted; and no sooner had, Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad...
253 ページ - Coral is far more red than her lips red, If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun, If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks, And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound...
243 ページ - tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new. Most true it is that I have look'd on truth Askance and strangely; but, by all above.
225 ページ - In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
221 ページ - O, none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
235 ページ - Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place. For there can live no hatred in thine eye, Therefore in that I cannot know thy change. In many's looks, the false heart's history Is writ in moods and frowns and wrinkles strange, But heaven in thy creation did decree, That in thy face sweet love should ever dwell; Whate'er thy thoughts or thy heart's workings be, Thy looks should nothing thence but sweetness tell.
242 ページ - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Supposed as forfeit to a confined doom. The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured, And the sad augurs mock their own presage; Incertainties now crown themselves assured, And peace proclaims olives of endless age.
221 ページ - How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower ? O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wrackful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays ? O fearful meditation ! where, alack, Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot...
246 ページ - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.