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This pity but prolongs the date of pain ; And to a sure , though short protracted end , Helpless and hopeless doth Ægeon wend .豐[ Exit , guarded . Ente 1M Lest t This Is ap ! And , Dies There An And With Till Per And For Get A A Y TH ...
This pity but prolongs the date of pain ; And to a sure , though short protracted end , Helpless and hopeless doth Ægeon wend .豐[ Exit , guarded . Ente 1M Lest t This Is ap ! And , Dies There An And With Till Per And For Get A A Y TH ...
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Dro . of Eph . Your worship's wife , my mistress , at the Phoenix , She , that doth fast till you come home to dinner . And prays that you will haste you . Ant . of Syr . What , wilt thou flout me thus unto my face , Being forbid ?
Dro . of Eph . Your worship's wife , my mistress , at the Phoenix , She , that doth fast till you come home to dinner . And prays that you will haste you . Ant . of Syr . What , wilt thou flout me thus unto my face , Being forbid ?
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Tis dinner time , quoth I - my gold , quoth heYour meat doth burn , quoth 1 - my gold , quoth heWhere are the thousand marks I gave thee , villain ? I The pig , quoth I , is burn'd - my gold , quoth he My mistress , sir , quoth I - hang ...
Tis dinner time , quoth I - my gold , quoth heYour meat doth burn , quoth 1 - my gold , quoth heWhere are the thousand marks I gave thee , villain ? I The pig , quoth I , is burn'd - my gold , quoth he My mistress , sir , quoth I - hang ...
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Adr . I know his eye doth homage other - where , Or else , what lets it but he would be here ? Sister , you know he promis'd me a braceletSome stranger fair hath caught his truant eye , And triumphs in the gifts design'd for me ...
Adr . I know his eye doth homage other - where , Or else , what lets it but he would be here ? Sister , you know he promis'd me a braceletSome stranger fair hath caught his truant eye , And triumphs in the gifts design'd for me ...
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I see the jewel best enameled Will lose its lustre - So doth Adriana , Whom once , unwearied with continual gazing , He fondly call'd the treasure of his life ! Now , since my beauty cannot please his eye , I'll weep what's left away ...
I see the jewel best enameled Will lose its lustre - So doth Adriana , Whom once , unwearied with continual gazing , He fondly call'd the treasure of his life ! Now , since my beauty cannot please his eye , I'll weep what's left away ...
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Passagens conhecidas
Página 30 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Página 40 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown ! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword: The expectancy and rose of the fair state. The glass of fashion, and the mould* of form, The observed of all observers...
Página 78 - No, faith, not a jot ; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: As thus; Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth to dust ; the dust is earth ; of earth we make loam : And why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel...
Página 18 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, 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 on end Like quills upon the fretful porcupine...
Página 19 - Haste me to know it; that I, with wings as swift As meditation, or the thoughts of love, May sweep to my revenge.
Página 21 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Página 77 - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Página 24 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow. That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Página 35 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Página 53 - Come, come, and sit you down ; you shall not budge ; You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you.