The Works of Shakespeare, 2±ÇJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... doft thou hear , Balthazar ? I pray thee , get us fome excellent mufick ; for to - mor- row night we would have it at the lady Hero's chamber- window . Balth . The best I can , my lord . [ Exit Balthazar . Pedro . Do fo : farewel . Come ...
... doft thou hear , Balthazar ? I pray thee , get us fome excellent mufick ; for to - mor- row night we would have it at the lady Hero's chamber- window . Balth . The best I can , my lord . [ Exit Balthazar . Pedro . Do fo : farewel . Come ...
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... doft love , thy kindness fhall incite thee To bind our loves up in a holy band . For others fay , thou dost deserve ; and I Believe it better than reportingly . SCENE , Leonato's House . [ Exit . Enter Don Pedro , Claudio , Benedick and ...
... doft love , thy kindness fhall incite thee To bind our loves up in a holy band . For others fay , thou dost deserve ; and I Believe it better than reportingly . SCENE , Leonato's House . [ Exit . Enter Don Pedro , Claudio , Benedick and ...
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... Doft thou look up ? Friar . Yea , wherefore should she not ? Leon . Wherefore ? why , doth not every earthly thing Cry fhame upon her ? could the here deny The ftory that is printed in her blood ? Do not live , Hero , do not ope thine ...
... Doft thou look up ? Friar . Yea , wherefore should she not ? Leon . Wherefore ? why , doth not every earthly thing Cry fhame upon her ? could the here deny The ftory that is printed in her blood ? Do not live , Hero , do not ope thine ...
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... Doft thou not fufpect my place ? doft thou not fufpect my years ? O , that he were here to write me down an afs ! but , mafters , remember , that I am an afs ; though it be not written down , yet forget not that I am an afs ; no , thou ...
... Doft thou not fufpect my place ? doft thou not fufpect my years ? O , that he were here to write me down an afs ! but , mafters , remember , that I am an afs ; though it be not written down , yet forget not that I am an afs ; no , thou ...
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... Doft thou wear thy wit by thy fide ? Claud . Never did any fo , though very many have been beside their wit . I will bid thee draw , as we do the minstrels ; draw , to pleasure us . Pedro . As I am an honest man , he looks pale : art ...
... Doft thou wear thy wit by thy fide ? Claud . Never did any fo , though very many have been beside their wit . I will bid thee draw , as we do the minstrels ; draw , to pleasure us . Pedro . As I am an honest man , he looks pale : art ...
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429 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
147 ÆäÀÌÁö - The slaves are ours. So do I answer you : The pound of flesh, which I demand of him, Is dearly bought, 'tis mine, and I will have it : If you deny me, fie upon your law ! There is no force in the decrees of Venice. I stand for judgment : answer ; shall I have it ? Duke.
322 ÆäÀÌÁö - But these are all lies ; men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
293 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
93 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
92 ÆäÀÌÁö - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, ' I am Sir Oracle, And, when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
296 ÆäÀÌÁö - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
100 ÆäÀÌÁö - I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
224 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
95 ÆäÀÌÁö - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions : I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.