The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, Volumul 8 |
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Pagina 20
But , as I faid , when it did tafte the worm - wood on the nipple of my dug , and felt it bitter , pretty fool , to fee it teachy , and fall out with the dug . Shake , quoth the Dove - house' twas no need , I trow , to bid me trudge ...
But , as I faid , when it did tafte the worm - wood on the nipple of my dug , and felt it bitter , pretty fool , to fee it teachy , and fall out with the dug . Shake , quoth the Dove - house' twas no need , I trow , to bid me trudge ...
Pagina 21
waddled all about ; for even the day before the broke her brow , and then my husband , ( God be with his foul , a ' was a merry man ; ) took up the child ; yea , quoth he , doft thou fall upon thy face ? thou wilt fall backward when ...
waddled all about ; for even the day before the broke her brow , and then my husband , ( God be with his foul , a ' was a merry man ; ) took up the child ; yea , quoth he , doft thou fall upon thy face ? thou wilt fall backward when ...
Pagina 39
4 Oh , speak again , bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this Sight , being o'er my head , As is a winged meffenger from heav'n , Unto the white - upturned , wondring , eyes Of mortals , that fall back to gaze on him ; When he ...
4 Oh , speak again , bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this Sight , being o'er my head , As is a winged meffenger from heav'n , Unto the white - upturned , wondring , eyes Of mortals , that fall back to gaze on him ; When he ...
Pagina 48
And art thou chang'd ? pronounce this fentence then , Women may fall , when there's no ftrength in men . Rom . Thou chidd'ft me oft for loving Rofaline . Fri. For doating , not for loving , Pupil mine . Rom . And bad'ft me bury love .
And art thou chang'd ? pronounce this fentence then , Women may fall , when there's no ftrength in men . Rom . Thou chidd'ft me oft for loving Rofaline . Fri. For doating , not for loving , Pupil mine . Rom . And bad'ft me bury love .
Pagina 58
Lord , how my head akes ! what a head have I ? It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces . My back o ' th ' other fide - O my back , my back : Befhrew your heart , for fending me about To catch my death with jaunting up and down . ful ...
Lord , how my head akes ! what a head have I ? It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces . My back o ' th ' other fide - O my back , my back : Befhrew your heart , for fending me about To catch my death with jaunting up and down . ful ...
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