The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, المجلد 1 |
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I pray now , keep below . Ant . Where is the master , boatswain ? Boarf . Do you
not hear him ! you mar our labour ; keep your cabins ; you do affist the storm ..
Genc . Nay , giod , be patient . locis . When the fia is . Hence what care those
soarers ...
I pray now , keep below . Ant . Where is the master , boatswain ? Boarf . Do you
not hear him ! you mar our labour ; keep your cabins ; you do affist the storm ..
Genc . Nay , giod , be patient . locis . When the fia is . Hence what care those
soarers ...
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My master through his art foresees the danger , That you , his friend , are in ; and
sends me forth For else his project dies ) to keep them living ( Sings in Gonzalo's
egro While you here do Inoaring lie , Open - ey'd conspiracy His time doth take ...
My master through his art foresees the danger , That you , his friend , are in ; and
sends me forth For else his project dies ) to keep them living ( Sings in Gonzalo's
egro While you here do Inoaring lie , Open - ey'd conspiracy His time doth take ...
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Urge not my father's anger , Eglameur ; But think upon my grief , a Lady's grief ;
And on the jaftice of my flying hence ; To keep me from a most unholy match ,
Which heav'n and fortune ftill reward with plagues : I do desire thee , even ium a ...
Urge not my father's anger , Eglameur ; But think upon my grief , a Lady's grief ;
And on the jaftice of my flying hence ; To keep me from a most unholy match ,
Which heav'n and fortune ftill reward with plagues : I do desire thee , even ium a ...
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gone to the truth of his words ; but they do no more . adhere , and keep place
together , than the hundredth pfalm to the tune of Green Sleeves . What tempeft , I
trow , threw this whale , with fo many tun of oil in his belly , a'fhore at Windsor ...
gone to the truth of his words ; but they do no more . adhere , and keep place
together , than the hundredth pfalm to the tune of Green Sleeves . What tempeft , I
trow , threw this whale , with fo many tun of oil in his belly , a'fhore at Windsor ...
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( 16 ) go , a short knive , arrd a throng , to your manor of Pickt kaiki go , youlllshot
bear a letter for me , you rogue ! you . ftand upon your honoor ! why , thou
unconfinable baseness , it is as muca as I can do ta keep the term of my bancur
precjíęs : ...
( 16 ) go , a short knive , arrd a throng , to your manor of Pickt kaiki go , youlllshot
bear a letter for me , you rogue ! you . ftand upon your honoor ! why , thou
unconfinable baseness , it is as muca as I can do ta keep the term of my bancur
precjíęs : ...
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الصفحة 28 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, .Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
الصفحة 86 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
الصفحة 42 - Hence, bashful cunning; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant Whether you will or no.
الصفحة 63 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art?
الصفحة xxviii - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
الصفحة 95 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
الصفحة 96 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
الصفحة 150 - If we shadows have offended. Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
الصفحة 35 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
الصفحة 64 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.