Gleanings from the Comedies of ShakespeareW. P. Nimmo, 1868 - 128 |
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... excellent musician , and her hair shall be of what colour it please God . NOTHING FULLY APPRECIATED UNTIL LOST . 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 ...
... excellent musician , and her hair shall be of what colour it please God . NOTHING FULLY APPRECIATED UNTIL LOST . 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 ...
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... excellent to have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant . Great men may jest with saints : ' tis wit in them ; but , in the less , foul profanation . That in the captain's but a choleric word , which in the ...
... excellent to have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant . Great men may jest with saints : ' tis wit in them ; but , in the less , foul profanation . That in the captain's but a choleric word , which in the ...
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ADAGES AND APOTHEGMS Art thou beard beauty BENEDICK betimes better blood blow BOTTOM'S DREAM brains brave canker Clown cockle comes commend counsel Cuckoo Cupid curst devil dost doth drink ducdàme Duke eyes fair FALSTAFF fancy fantastical faults fear fellow fire folly fool forswear forsworn friends grace grief hath hear heart heaven heigh hither honest honour humour Jaques labour Lie direct live lord Love's lover lute man's marriage married master melancholy mend merrier merry Methought mirth motley motley fool nature ne'er never night numbers oaths Orlando ORPHEUS Pedro play poor Proteus Puck rich Rosalind scape scorn Shakespeare sigh Silvia sing sleep soldier speak spleen sport strange sweet tell thee There's Theseus thing thou art To-whoo tongue Touchstone true truth twill valour vile Viola virtue virtuous weep wind wise withal woman women WOOING word young youth
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