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... better bettered expectation . A very valiant trencher - man . Act i . Sc . I. Ibid . Ibid . Ibid . A skirmish of wit between them . The gentleman is not in your books . Shall I never see a bachelor of threescore again ? Ibid . Benedick ...
... better bettered expectation . A very valiant trencher - man . Act i . Sc . I. Ibid . Ibid . Ibid . A skirmish of wit between them . The gentleman is not in your books . Shall I never see a bachelor of threescore again ? Ibid . Benedick ...
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... better than false knaves ; and it will go near to be thought so shortly . Activ . Sc . 2 . The eftest way . Flat burglary as ever was committed . Ibid . Ibid . Condemned into everlasting redemption . Ibid . O that he were here to write ...
... better than false knaves ; and it will go near to be thought so shortly . Activ . Sc . 2 . The eftest way . Flat burglary as ever was committed . Ibid . Ibid . Condemned into everlasting redemption . Ibid . O that he were here to write ...
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... better the in- struction . Makes a swan - like end , Fading in music . Ibid . Act iii . Sc . 2 . Tell me , where is fancy bred , Or in the heart , or in the head ? How begot , how nourished ? Reply , reply . In law , what plea so ...
... better the in- struction . Makes a swan - like end , Fading in music . Ibid . Act iii . Sc . 2 . Tell me , where is fancy bred , Or in the heart , or in the head ? How begot , how nourished ? Reply , reply . In law , what plea so ...
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... better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power , The attribute to awe and majesty , Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings ...
... better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power , The attribute to awe and majesty , Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings ...
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... better days ; If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church . Ibid . And wiped our eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd . All the world's a stage Ibid . - And all the men and women merely players ; They have their exits and ...
... better days ; If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church . Ibid . And wiped our eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd . All the world's a stage Ibid . - And all the men and women merely players ; They have their exits and ...
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372 ÆäÀÌÁö - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
112 ÆäÀÌÁö - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand an end, Like quills upon the fretful porpentine: But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
117 ÆäÀÌÁö - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
79 ÆäÀÌÁö - Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye: I feel my heart new open'd. O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes
240 ÆäÀÌÁö - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began : From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man.
593 ÆäÀÌÁö - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's New Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
122 ÆäÀÌÁö - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
521 ÆäÀÌÁö - twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
121 ÆäÀÌÁö - The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
520 ÆäÀÌÁö - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more...