The Works of Shakespear: Measure for measure. Much ado about nothing. The merchant of Venice. Love's labour's lostRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... lose thee , I do lose a thing , That none but fools would reck ; a breath thou art , Servile to all the skiey influences , That do this habitation , where thou keep'st , Hourly afflict ; merely thou art Death's Fool ; For him thou ...
... lose thee , I do lose a thing , That none but fools would reck ; a breath thou art , Servile to all the skiey influences , That do this habitation , where thou keep'st , Hourly afflict ; merely thou art Death's Fool ; For him thou ...
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... lose his head ; condemn'd by Angelo : I , in probation of a sisterhood , Was sent to by my brother ; one Lucio , As then the messenger , Lucio . That's I , an't like your Grace : I came to her from Claudio , and defir'd her To try her ...
... lose his head ; condemn'd by Angelo : I , in probation of a sisterhood , Was sent to by my brother ; one Lucio , As then the messenger , Lucio . That's I , an't like your Grace : I came to her from Claudio , and defir'd her To try her ...
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William Shakespeare. Mari . Gentle , my liege Duke . You do but lose your labour : Away with him to death . Now , Sir , to you . Mari . Oh , my good lord ! Sweet Ifabel , take my part ; Lend me your knees , and all my life to come I'll ...
William Shakespeare. Mari . Gentle , my liege Duke . You do but lose your labour : Away with him to death . Now , Sir , to you . Mari . Oh , my good lord ! Sweet Ifabel , take my part ; Lend me your knees , and all my life to come I'll ...
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... lose more blood with love , than I will get again with drinking , pick out mine eyes with a ballad - maker's pen , and hang me up at the door of a brothel - house for the Sign of blind Cupid . Pedro . Well , if ever thou dost fall from ...
... lose more blood with love , than I will get again with drinking , pick out mine eyes with a ballad - maker's pen , and hang me up at the door of a brothel - house for the Sign of blind Cupid . Pedro . Well , if ever thou dost fall from ...
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... lose no- Of the false sweet bait that we lay for it . No , truly , Urfula , she's too disdainful ; I know , her spirits are as coy and wild As haggards of the rock . Urfu . But are you sure , That Benedick loves Beatrice so intirely ...
... lose no- Of the false sweet bait that we lay for it . No , truly , Urfula , she's too disdainful ; I know , her spirits are as coy and wild As haggards of the rock . Urfu . But are you sure , That Benedick loves Beatrice so intirely ...
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Sida 313 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Sida 242 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Sida 250 - In such a night Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love To come again to Carthage.
Sida 347 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Sida 4 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Sida 192 - You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold: moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Sida 190 - Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
Sida 149 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Sida 192 - And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then ; you come to me, and you say Shylock, we would have moneys...
Sida 183 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.