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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... fair sister To her unhappy brother Claudio ? Ifab . Why her unhappy brother ? let me ask The rather , for I now muft make you know I am that Ifabella , and his fifter . Lucio . Gentle and fair , your brother kindly greets you ; Not to ...
... fair sister To her unhappy brother Claudio ? Ifab . Why her unhappy brother ? let me ask The rather , for I now muft make you know I am that Ifabella , and his fifter . Lucio . Gentle and fair , your brother kindly greets you ; Not to ...
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... fair prayer To foften Angelo ; and that's my pith of business ' Twixt you and your poor brother . Ifab . Doth he fo Seek for his life ? Lucio . H'as cenfur'd him already ; And , as I hear , the Provost hath a warrant For's execution ...
... fair prayer To foften Angelo ; and that's my pith of business ' Twixt you and your poor brother . Ifab . Doth he fo Seek for his life ? Lucio . H'as cenfur'd him already ; And , as I hear , the Provost hath a warrant For's execution ...
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... fair maid ; It is the law , not I , condemns your brother . Were he my kinfman , brother , or my fon , It fhould be thus with him ; he dies to - morrow . Jab . To - morrow , Oh ! that's sudden . Spare him , spare him . He's not prepar'd ...
... fair maid ; It is the law , not I , condemns your brother . Were he my kinfman , brother , or my fon , It fhould be thus with him ; he dies to - morrow . Jab . To - morrow , Oh ! that's sudden . Spare him , spare him . He's not prepar'd ...
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... fair one , of the fin you carry ? Who falling in the flaws of her own youth Hath blifter'd her report : ] Who doth not see that the Integrity of the Metaphor requires we should read , flames of her own youth . Juliet . Juliet . I do ...
... fair one , of the fin you carry ? Who falling in the flaws of her own youth Hath blifter'd her report : ] Who doth not see that the Integrity of the Metaphor requires we should read , flames of her own youth . Juliet . Juliet . I do ...
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... fair maid ? Jab . I SCENE . Enter Ifabella . XI . Am come to know your pleasure . Ang . That you might know it , would much better please me , Than to demand , what ' tis . Your brother cannot live . lab . Ev'n fo ? -Heaven keep your ...
... fair maid ? Jab . I SCENE . Enter Ifabella . XI . Am come to know your pleasure . Ang . That you might know it , would much better please me , Than to demand , what ' tis . Your brother cannot live . lab . Ev'n fo ? -Heaven keep your ...
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313 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.
242 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
250 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
347 ÆäÀÌÁö - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
4 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
192 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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?
190 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
149 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
192 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
183 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.