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... bless the babe , in passion I Remember him ! ) to your years , shall he spend his time In pinning , painting ... blessing , Heav'n's kind Hath pour'd upon me ! [ hand Lucio . Let my duty , madam , Presume , if you have cause of joy , to ...
... bless the babe , in passion I Remember him ! ) to your years , shall he spend his time In pinning , painting ... blessing , Heav'n's kind Hath pour'd upon me ! [ hand Lucio . Let my duty , madam , Presume , if you have cause of joy , to ...
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... bless , thy daughter Clara . Eug . A thousand blessings in that word ! Alv . The reason Why I have bred her up thus , at more leisure I will impart unto you : wonder not At what you've seen her do , it being the least Of many great and ...
... bless , thy daughter Clara . Eug . A thousand blessings in that word ! Alv . The reason Why I have bred her up thus , at more leisure I will impart unto you : wonder not At what you've seen her do , it being the least Of many great and ...
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... Bless us , sister Clara , How desperately you talk ! What d'ye call This gun ? a dag ? Clara . I'll give't thee ; a French petronel . You never saw my Barbary , the infanta Bestow'd upon me , as yet , Lucio : Walk down , and see it ...
... Bless us , sister Clara , How desperately you talk ! What d'ye call This gun ? a dag ? Clara . I'll give't thee ; a French petronel . You never saw my Barbary , the infanta Bestow'd upon me , as yet , Lucio : Walk down , and see it ...
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... bless thee , signor ! - Oh , my dear lord . Vit . Malroda ? what , alone ? 1 [ panied Malr . She never is alone , that is accom- With noble thoughts , my lord ; and mine are Being only of your lordship . [ such , Vit . Pretty lass ...
... bless thee , signor ! - Oh , my dear lord . Vit . Malroda ? what , alone ? 1 [ panied Malr . She never is alone , that is accom- With noble thoughts , my lord ; and mine are Being only of your lordship . [ such , Vit . Pretty lass ...
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... bless'd us , Within the Christian confines . Before she Justice was a cheesemonger , a mere cheesc- monger , [ maggots , Weigh'd nothing to the world but mites and And a main stink : Law , like a horse - courser , Her rules and precepts ...
... bless'd us , Within the Christian confines . Before she Justice was a cheesemonger , a mere cheesc- monger , [ maggots , Weigh'd nothing to the world but mites and And a main stink : Law , like a horse - courser , Her rules and precepts ...
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The Dramatic Works of Ben Jonson, and Beaumont and Fletcher, Volym 4 Ben Jonson,Francis Beaumont,John Fletcher Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1811 |
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Sida 594 - When he is drunk, asleep, or in his rage ; Or in the incestuous pleasures of his bed ; At gaming, swearing; or about some act That has no relish of salvation in't : Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven ; And that his soul may be as damn'd, and black, As hell, whereto it goes.
Sida 430 - All schooldays' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds Had been incorporate. So we grew together Like to a double cherry, seeming parted But yet an union in partition...
Sida 413 - Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them...
Sida 515 - Fountain heads and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves ! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed save bats and owls ! A midnight bell, a parting groan ! These are the sounds we feed upon ; Then stretch our bones in a still gloomy valley ; Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.
Sida 401 - I have done ; no, not so much as kiss'd me ; And that, methinks, is not so well ; nor scarcely Could I persuade him to become a freeman, He made such scruples of the wrong he did To me and to my father. Yet, I hope, When he considers more, this love of mine Will take more root within him : Let him do What he will with me, so he use me kindly ! For use me so he shall, or I'll proclaim him, And to his face, no man.
Sida 385 - Servants, with great Applause: Written by the memorable worthies of their time, Mr. John Fletcher and Mr. William Shakespeare, Gent.
Sida 413 - From the far' shore, thick set with reeds and sedges, As patiently I was attending sport, I heard a voice, a shrill one ; and attentive I gave my ear ; when I might well perceive 'Twas one that sung, and, by the smallness of it, A boy, or woman. I then left my angle To his own skill, came near, but yet perceiv'd not...
Sida 422 - But that's all one, tis nothing to our purpose : Whate'er her father says, if you perceive Her mood inclining that way that I spoke of, Videlicet, the way of flesh — you have me ? Wooer. Yes, very well, sir. Doctor. Please her appetite, And do it home ; it cures her, ipso facto, The melancholy humour that infects her.
Sida 566 - SONG. Peace and silence be the guide To the man, and to the bride ! If there be a joy yet new In marriage, let it fall on you, That all the world may wonder ! If we should stay, we should do worse, And turn our blessing to a curse, By keeping you asunder.
Sida 388 - The prim'st for this proceeding, and the number To carry such a business ; forth and levy Our worthiest instruments ; whilst we dispatch This grand act of our life, this daring deed Of fate in wedlock ! 1 Queen.