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9 ÆäÀÌÁö
... true it is shee the Defendt hath given forth , That the said Thomas Nashe made the said Codicell as parte of his said last will which the Defend's proved as aforesaid , And that hee the sayd Thomas Nashe had noe power to give and devise ...
... true it is shee the Defendt hath given forth , That the said Thomas Nashe made the said Codicell as parte of his said last will which the Defend's proved as aforesaid , And that hee the sayd Thomas Nashe had noe power to give and devise ...
13 ÆäÀÌÁö
... true harte and simple skill to prove that I am not vnmindfull . Most earnestly doe I wishe I could praise as your Honour has knowne to deserue , for then should I , like my maister Spencer , whose memorie your Honor cherisheth , leave ...
... true harte and simple skill to prove that I am not vnmindfull . Most earnestly doe I wishe I could praise as your Honour has knowne to deserue , for then should I , like my maister Spencer , whose memorie your Honor cherisheth , leave ...
13 ÆäÀÌÁö
... true ; for you are over boots in love , And yet you never swom the Hellespont . PRO . Over the boots ? nay , give me not the boots . ( 1 ) VAL . No , I will not , for it boots thee not . PRO . What ? VAL . To be in love , where scorn is ...
... true ; for you are over boots in love , And yet you never swom the Hellespont . PRO . Over the boots ? nay , give me not the boots . ( 1 ) VAL . No , I will not , for it boots thee not . PRO . What ? VAL . To be in love , where scorn is ...
13 ÆäÀÌÁö
... true ; but assu- redly it was also often used to signify one of the figures in : SPEED . Your own present folly , and her passing deformity for he , being in love , could not see to garter his hose ; and you , being in love , cannot see ...
... true ; but assu- redly it was also often used to signify one of the figures in : SPEED . Your own present folly , and her passing deformity for he , being in love , could not see to garter his hose ; and you , being in love , cannot see ...
13 ÆäÀÌÁö
... true constancy ; And when that hour o'erslips me in the day , Wherein I sigh not , Julia , for thy sake , The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness ! My father stays my coming ; answer not ; The ...
... true constancy ; And when that hour o'erslips me in the day , Wherein I sigh not , Julia , for thy sake , The next ensuing hour some foul mischance Torment me for my love's forgetfulness ! My father stays my coming ; answer not ; The ...
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471 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
374 ÆäÀÌÁö - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
310 ÆäÀÌÁö - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
168 ÆäÀÌÁö - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
3 ÆäÀÌÁö - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.