The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 6Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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Pàgina 3011
... Fath . Why how is't , Brother ? What , doth he spend Beyond the allowance I left him ? Unc . How ! beyond that ? and far more ; why , your Exhibition is nothing , he hath spent that , and fince hath borrow'd , protefted with Oaths ...
... Fath . Why how is't , Brother ? What , doth he spend Beyond the allowance I left him ? Unc . How ! beyond that ? and far more ; why , your Exhibition is nothing , he hath spent that , and fince hath borrow'd , protefted with Oaths ...
Pàgina 3012
... Fath . I grant indeed to fwear is bad , but not in keeping those Oaths is better ; for who will fet by a bad thing ? Nay by my Faith , I hold this rather a Virtue than a Vice . Well , I pray proceed . Unc . He is a mighty Brawler , and ...
... Fath . I grant indeed to fwear is bad , but not in keeping those Oaths is better ; for who will fet by a bad thing ? Nay by my Faith , I hold this rather a Virtue than a Vice . Well , I pray proceed . Unc . He is a mighty Brawler , and ...
Pàgina 3013
... Fath . For God's fake give it out I am dead , See how he'll take it . Say I have brought you News from his Father . I have here drawn a formal Will , as it were from my felf , Which I'll deliver him . Unc . Go to , Brother , no more : I ...
... Fath . For God's fake give it out I am dead , See how he'll take it . Say I have brought you News from his Father . I have here drawn a formal Will , as it were from my felf , Which I'll deliver him . Unc . Go to , Brother , no more : I ...
Pàgina 3014
... Fath . Yes truly , Sir , your Father is dead , thef : Hands of mine holp to wind him . J Flow . Dead ? " Fath . Ay , Sir , dead . Flow Flow . Flow . ' Sblood , how fhould my Father come 3014 The London Prodigal .
... Fath . Yes truly , Sir , your Father is dead , thef : Hands of mine holp to wind him . J Flow . Dead ? " Fath . Ay , Sir , dead . Flow Flow . Flow . ' Sblood , how fhould my Father come 3014 The London Prodigal .
Pàgina 3015
... Fath . I'faith Sir , according to the old Proverb , The Child was Born , and cryed , became Man , After fell Sick , and Died . Unc . Nay , Coufin , do not take it fo heavily .. Flow . Nay , I cannot weep you Extempory , marry fome two ...
... Fath . I'faith Sir , according to the old Proverb , The Child was Born , and cryed , became Man , After fell Sick , and Died . Unc . Nay , Coufin , do not take it fo heavily .. Flow . Nay , I cannot weep you Extempory , marry fome two ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 2828 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Pàgina 2834 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Pàgina 2763 - Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, To rot itself with motion.
Pàgina 2806 - Mine honesty and I begin to square. The loyalty well held to fools does make Our faith mere folly : yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i
Pàgina 2839 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick.
Pàgina 2831 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Pàgina 2909 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Pàgina 2806 - I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike.
Pàgina 3259 - Divines and dying men may talk of Hell, But in my heart her several torments dwell. Slavery and misery! Who in this case Would not take up money upon his soul, Pawn his salvation, live at interest?