Prefaces. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of WindsorC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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... luft ; to take away The edge of that days celebration , When I fhall think or Phoebus ' steeds are founder'd , Or night kept chain'd below . Pro . Fairly fpoke . -- Sit then , and talk with her , fhe is thine own.- What , Ariel , my ...
... luft ; to take away The edge of that days celebration , When I fhall think or Phoebus ' steeds are founder'd , Or night kept chain'd below . Pro . Fairly fpoke . -- Sit then , and talk with her , fhe is thine own.- What , Ariel , my ...
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... luft have melted him in his own grease . Did you ever hear the like ? Mrs. Page . Letter for letter ; but that the name of Page and Ford differs ! To thy great comfort in this mystery of ill opinions , here's the twin - brother of thy ...
... luft have melted him in his own grease . Did you ever hear the like ? Mrs. Page . Letter for letter ; but that the name of Page and Ford differs ! To thy great comfort in this mystery of ill opinions , here's the twin - brother of thy ...
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... " In this flame his finger thruft , " Which will burn him if he luft ; " But if not , away will turn , As loth unfpotted flesh to burn . " STEEVENS . About About him , fairies ; fing a fcornful rhime : 304 THE MERRY WIVES.
... " In this flame his finger thruft , " Which will burn him if he luft ; " But if not , away will turn , As loth unfpotted flesh to burn . " STEEVENS . About About him , fairies ; fing a fcornful rhime : 304 THE MERRY WIVES.
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... Luft is but a bloody fire , ] So the old copies . I once thought it fhould be read , Luft is but a cloudy fire , but Sir T. Hanmer reads with lefs violence , Luft is but i ' the blood a fire . JOHNSON . Either emendation is unneceflary ...
... Luft is but a bloody fire , ] So the old copies . I once thought it fhould be read , Luft is but a cloudy fire , but Sir T. Hanmer reads with lefs violence , Luft is but i ' the blood a fire . JOHNSON . Either emendation is unneceflary ...
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... luft and late - walking , through the realm . Mrs. Page . Why , Sir John , do you think , though we would have thrust virtue out of our hearts by the head and shoulders , and have given ourselves without 7 - how wit may be made a Jack ...
... luft and late - walking , through the realm . Mrs. Page . Why , Sir John , do you think , though we would have thrust virtue out of our hearts by the head and shoulders , and have given ourselves without 7 - how wit may be made a Jack ...
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Sida 89 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
Sida 23 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Sida 83 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Sida 83 - To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be) I have be-dimm'd The noontide sun , call'd forth the mutinous winds , And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire , and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Sida 82 - Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier...