The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Bind 14R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... LEON . Stay your thanks awhile ; And pay them when you part . Sir , that's to - morrow . POL . I am question'd by my fears , of what may chance , Or breed upon our absence : That may blow No sneaping winds at home , to make us say , So ...
... LEON . Stay your thanks awhile ; And pay them when you part . Sir , that's to - morrow . POL . I am question'd by my fears , of what may chance , Or breed upon our absence : That may blow No sneaping winds at home , to make us say , So ...
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... LEON . We are tougher , brother , Than you can put us to't . POL . No longer stay . LEON . One seven - night longer . POL . Very sooth , to - morrow . LEON . We'll part the time between's then and in that I'll no gain - saying . POL ...
... LEON . We are tougher , brother , Than you can put us to't . POL . No longer stay . LEON . One seven - night longer . POL . Very sooth , to - morrow . LEON . We'll part the time between's then and in that I'll no gain - saying . POL ...
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... LEON . Well said , Hermione . HER . To tell , he longs to see his son , were strong : But let him say so then , and let him go ; But let him swear so , and he shall not stay , We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.- Yet of your royal ...
... LEON . Well said , Hermione . HER . To tell , he longs to see his son , were strong : But let him say so then , and let him go ; But let him swear so , and he shall not stay , We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.- Yet of your royal ...
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... LEON . Is he won yet ? HER . He'll stay , my lord . LEON . Hermione , my dearest , thou never spok'st To better purpose . HER . LEON . At my request , he would not . Never ? Never , but once . HER . What ? have I twice said well ? when ...
... LEON . Is he won yet ? HER . He'll stay , my lord . LEON . Hermione , my dearest , thou never spok'st To better purpose . HER . LEON . At my request , he would not . Never ? Never , but once . HER . What ? have I twice said well ? when ...
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... LEON . Why , that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death , Ere I could make thee open thy white hand , And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou utter , I am yours for ever , HER . It is Grace , indeed 9.- I have ...
... LEON . Why , that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death , Ere I could make thee open thy white hand , And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou utter , I am yours for ever , HER . It is Grace , indeed 9.- I have ...
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ancient Antigonus appear Aufidius Autolycus bear beseech blood Bohemia BOSWELL called Camillo Cominius consul Coriolanus Corioli Cymbeline death editors emendation enemy Enter Exeunt eyes father fear give gods hand Hanmer hath hear heart Hermione honour JOHNSON Julius Cæsar King Henry lady LART LARTIUS LEON Leontes lord Love's Labour's Lost Macbeth MALONE MASON means Menenius mother never noble old copy Othello passage PAUL Paulina peace Perdita perhaps play Plutarch Polixenes pr'ythee Pray present prince queen Roman Rome SCENE second folio senate sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's SHEP SICINIUS signifies speak speech stand STEEVENS suppose sword tell thee Theobald thing thou art Timon of Athens tongue tribunes Troilus and Cressida true Tullus TYRWHITT voices Volces Volumnia WARBURTON wife Winter's Tale word worthy Сом
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Side 348 - Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Side 16 - Who deserves greatness Deserves your hate ; and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil. He that depends Upon your favours swims with fins of lead And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye ! Trust ye ? With every minute you do change a mind, And call him noble that was now your hate, Him vile that was your garland.
Side 231 - By and by we hear news of shipwreck in the same place, and then we are to blame if we accept it not for a rock. Upon the back of that comes out a hideous monster, with fire and smoke...