Works, Volume 2Bell & Bradfute, J. Dickinson [and others], 1795 |
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... turns fhe fide out , every man the wrong And never gives to truth and virtue that Which fimplenefs and merit purchafeth . ; Urf . Sure , fure , fuch carping is not commendable . Hero . No ; for to be fo odd , and from all fashions , As ...
... turns fhe fide out , every man the wrong And never gives to truth and virtue that Which fimplenefs and merit purchafeth . ; Urf . Sure , fure , fuch carping is not commendable . Hero . No ; for to be fo odd , and from all fashions , As ...
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... ; bear it coldly but till night , and let the iffue fhew itself . Pedro . O day untowardly turn'd ! Claud . O mischief ftrangely thwarting ! John . So John . O plague right well prevented ! you Sc . Ze 35 MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING .
... ; bear it coldly but till night , and let the iffue fhew itself . Pedro . O day untowardly turn'd ! Claud . O mischief ftrangely thwarting ! John . So John . O plague right well prevented ! you Sc . Ze 35 MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING .
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... turns about all the hot- bloods between fourteen and five and thirty , fometimes fashioning them like Pharaoh's foldiers in the reachy painting ; fometimes like the God Bel's priefts in the old church window ; fometimes like the fhaven ...
... turns about all the hot- bloods between fourteen and five and thirty , fometimes fashioning them like Pharaoh's foldiers in the reachy painting ; fometimes like the God Bel's priefts in the old church window ; fometimes like the fhaven ...
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... turn'd Turk , there's no more failing by the ftar . Beat . What means the fool , trow ? Marg . Nothing I , but God fend every one their heart's defire ! Hero . Thefe gloves the Count fent me ; they are an excellent perfume . Beat . I am ...
... turn'd Turk , there's no more failing by the ftar . Beat . What means the fool , trow ? Marg . Nothing I , but God fend every one their heart's defire ! Hero . Thefe gloves the Count fent me ; they are an excellent perfume . Beat . I am ...
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... turn all beauty into thoughts of harm ; And never fhall it more be gracious . Leon . Hath no man's dagger here a point for me ? [ Hero favoons . Beat . Why , how now , coufin ? wherefore fink you down ? John . Come , let us go ; these ...
... turn all beauty into thoughts of harm ; And never fhall it more be gracious . Leon . Hath no man's dagger here a point for me ? [ Hero favoons . Beat . Why , how now , coufin ? wherefore fink you down ? John . Come , let us go ; these ...
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Página 234 - The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say ' This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 75 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Página 359 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land ; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience, — Too little payment for so great a debt.
Página 85 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Página 85 - Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then ; you come to me, and you say Shylock, we would have moneys...
Página 81 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Página 50 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Página 108 - Out upon her ! Thou torturest me, Tubal. It was my turquoise ; I had it of Leah, when I was a bachelor. I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.
Página 237 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.