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... true diligence , He is no less than what we say he is . Lord . Take him up gently , and to bed with him ; And each one to his office , when he wakes.- [ Some bear out SLY . A trumpet sounds . Sirrah , go see what trumpet ' tis that ...
... true diligence , He is no less than what we say he is . Lord . Take him up gently , and to bed with him ; And each one to his office , when he wakes.- [ Some bear out SLY . A trumpet sounds . Sirrah , go see what trumpet ' tis that ...
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... true ; -thou didst it excellent.- Well , you are come to me in happy time ; The rather for I have some sport in hand , Wherein your cunning can assist me much . There is a lord will hear you play to - night : But I am doubtful of your ...
... true ; -thou didst it excellent.- Well , you are come to me in happy time ; The rather for I have some sport in hand , Wherein your cunning can assist me much . There is a lord will hear you play to - night : But I am doubtful of your ...
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... true , I never thought it possible , or likely ; But see ! while idly I stood looking on , I found the effect of love in idleness : And now in plainness do confess to thee , -- That art to me as secret , and as dear , As Anna to the ...
... true , I never thought it possible , or likely ; But see ! while idly I stood looking on , I found the effect of love in idleness : And now in plainness do confess to thee , -- That art to me as secret , and as dear , As Anna to the ...
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... , two notes have I ; E la mi , show pity , or I die . Call you this - gamut ? tut ! I like it not : Old fashions please me best ; I am not so nice , To change true rules for odd inventions . Enter a ACT IN . 43 THE SHREW .
... , two notes have I ; E la mi , show pity , or I die . Call you this - gamut ? tut ! I like it not : Old fashions please me best ; I am not so nice , To change true rules for odd inventions . Enter a ACT IN . 43 THE SHREW .
Strona 44
William Shakespeare. To change true rules for odd inventions . Enter a Servant . Ser . Mistress , your father prays you leave your books , And help to dress your sister's chamber up ; You know , to - morrow is the wedding - day . Bian ...
William Shakespeare. To change true rules for odd inventions . Enter a Servant . Ser . Mistress , your father prays you leave your books , And help to dress your sister's chamber up ; You know , to - morrow is the wedding - day . Bian ...
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Strona 41 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Strona 58 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips, and The crown-imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack.
Strona 23 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Strona 26 - Now o'er the one half world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace. With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Strona 29 - Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers : the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal ; For it must seem their guilt.
Strona 22 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love.
Strona 21 - To plague the inventor: This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Strona 46 - Too terrible for the ear. The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Strona 25 - Is this a dagger, which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee: I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind; a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
Strona 57 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.