The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems, المجلد 1 |
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65 There is another agreeable tradition respecting the acquaintance of these
famous “ Worthies ” preserved by Fuller , who , speaking of Shakespeare , says , “
Many were the wit - combates betwixt him and Ben Jonson , which two I behold ...
65 There is another agreeable tradition respecting the acquaintance of these
famous “ Worthies ” preserved by Fuller , who , speaking of Shakespeare , says , “
Many were the wit - combates betwixt him and Ben Jonson , which two I behold ...
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Herself hath taught her love himself , to write unto Sil . Ay , ay , you writ them , sir ,
at my request ; her lover .But I will none of them ; they are for you : I would have
had them writ more movingly . All this I speak in print , " for in print I found it .VAL .
Herself hath taught her love himself , to write unto Sil . Ay , ay , you writ them , sir ,
at my request ; her lover .But I will none of them ; they are for you : I would have
had them writ more movingly . All this I speak in print , " for in print I found it .VAL .
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Ay , so true love should do : it cannot speak ; Enter PANTHINO . For truth hath
better deeds than words to grace it . Pan . Launce , away , away , aboard ; thy
master is shipped , and thou art to post after with oars . Enter PANTHINO . What is
the ...
Ay , so true love should do : it cannot speak ; Enter PANTHINO . For truth hath
better deeds than words to grace it . Pan . Launce , away , away , aboard ; thy
master is shipped , and thou art to post after with oars . Enter PANTHINO . What is
the ...
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Then speak the truth by her ; if not divine , Pro . That you are worthless . Yet let
her be a principality , " Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth . Enter
SERVANT . Pro . Except my mistress . SER . Madam , my lord your father would
speak ...
Then speak the truth by her ; if not divine , Pro . That you are worthless . Yet let
her be a principality , " Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth . Enter
SERVANT . Pro . Except my mistress . SER . Madam , my lord your father would
speak ...
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To that I ' ll speak , to that I ' ll sigh and weep : Thyself hast lov ' d ; and I have
heard thee say , For , since the substance of your perfect self No grief did ever
come so near thy heart Is else devoted , I am but a shadow ; As when thy lady
and thy ...
To that I ' ll speak , to that I ' ll sigh and weep : Thyself hast lov ' d ; and I have
heard thee say , For , since the substance of your perfect self No grief did ever
come so near thy heart Is else devoted , I am but a shadow ; As when thy lady
and thy ...
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الصفحة 471 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
الصفحة 374 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
الصفحة 310 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
الصفحة 168 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
الصفحة 9 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.