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... once : we owe GOD a death . . 2 Hen . IV , a . 3 , s . ii . Then death rock me asleep , abridge my doleful days ! 2 Hen . IV , a . 2 , s . iv . There is your crown , And he that wears the crown immortally Long guard it yours . I have ...
... once : we owe GOD a death . . 2 Hen . IV , a . 3 , s . ii . Then death rock me asleep , abridge my doleful days ! 2 Hen . IV , a . 2 , s . iv . There is your crown , And he that wears the crown immortally Long guard it yours . I have ...
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... - dren . M. V. , a . 3 , s . v . Better it were a brother died at once , Than that a sister , by redeeming him , Should die for ever . Heaven is above all ; there sits a Judge That M. M. , a . 2 , s . iv . 22 22 SHAKESPEARE :
... - dren . M. V. , a . 3 , s . v . Better it were a brother died at once , Than that a sister , by redeeming him , Should die for ever . Heaven is above all ; there sits a Judge That M. M. , a . 2 , s . iv . 22 22 SHAKESPEARE :
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... once ; And He that might the vantage best have took , Found out the remedy . How would you be , If He , which is the top of judgment , should But judge you as you are ? O think on that , And mercy then will breathe within your lips ...
... once ; And He that might the vantage best have took , Found out the remedy . How would you be , If He , which is the top of judgment , should But judge you as you are ? O think on that , And mercy then will breathe within your lips ...
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... once . J. C. , a . 2 , s . ii . Golden lads and girls all must , As chimney - sweepers , come to dust . Cym . , a . 4 , s . ii . A light heart lives long . L. L. L. , a . 5 , s . ii . Care's an enemy to life . The poor beetle that we ...
... once . J. C. , a . 2 , s . ii . Golden lads and girls all must , As chimney - sweepers , come to dust . Cym . , a . 4 , s . ii . A light heart lives long . L. L. L. , a . 5 , s . ii . Care's an enemy to life . The poor beetle that we ...
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... once dead , there's no more dying then . Son . cxlvi . There is thy gold , worse poison to men's souls , Doing worse murders in this loathsome world . . · I sell thee poison ; thou hast sold me none . R. and J. , a . 5 , s . i . The ...
... once dead , there's no more dying then . Son . cxlvi . There is thy gold , worse poison to men's souls , Doing worse murders in this loathsome world . . · I sell thee poison ; thou hast sold me none . R. and J. , a . 5 , s . i . The ...
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Shakespere: His Religious and Moral Sentiments; Gems Gathered from His Writings William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1874 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
angels guard art Thou Birmingham blessed bosom charity CHRIST CHRIST'S dear blood crown darkness Dieu divine doth dreadful earth earthly endless night entertain my vows eternal evil father fear death feel forgive GEMS GATHERED gentle heaven give glory GoD's grace grievous sins hath hearts heavenly Henry IV-Part holy honour immortal longings joys of heaven Judas King Henry VI-Part King of kings King Richard live LORD mercy MORAL SENTIMENTS mortal murder ope thy everlasting pardon patience peace pity pray prayers quiet soul Redeemer religion repentance running brooks s. i. GOD s. i. O GOD s. i. Woe seek Sermons in stones set ope thy SHAKESPEARE sing Sorrow sparrow sweet Take thy Temp tempest thanks and praise thee There's Thou art thou hast Thou know'st thoughts Thy arm thy everlasting gates thyself true Unto VIII virtue virtuous vows of thanks wings wretch
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Página 31 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Página 40 - I shall the effect of this good lesson keep, As watchman to my heart. But, good my brother, Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven, Whilst, like a puff d and reckless libertine, Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads And recks not his own rede.
Página 28 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Página 51 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder; nothing but thunder. Merciful Heaven ! Thou rather, with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt, Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle. But man, proud man...
Página 41 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come ; the readiness is all ; since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes?
Página 28 - Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair, Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant. Ha, you gods! why this? what this, you gods? Why, this Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads...
Página 48 - Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, .... these rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth. Painting thy outward walls so costly gay? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge? Is this thy body's end? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross; Within be fed, without be rich...
Página 13 - To chase these pagans in those holy fields Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd For our advantage on the bitter cross.
Página 42 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say, That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For, since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born. But now will...
Página 40 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.