The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volumul 8H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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Pagina 21
... follow ftrait . La . Cap . We follow thee . Juliet , the County ftays . Nurfe . Go , girl , feek happy nights to happy days . [ Exeunt . SCENE , a Street before Capulet's Houfe . Enter Romeo , Mercutio , Benvolio , with five or fix ...
... follow ftrait . La . Cap . We follow thee . Juliet , the County ftays . Nurfe . Go , girl , feek happy nights to happy days . [ Exeunt . SCENE , a Street before Capulet's Houfe . Enter Romeo , Mercutio , Benvolio , with five or fix ...
Pagina 29
... follows here , that would not Nurfe . I know not . Jul . Go , ak his name . - If he be married , My grave is like to be my wedding bed . Nurfe . His name is Romeo , and a Montague , The only fon of your great enemy . [ dance ? Jul . My ...
... follows here , that would not Nurfe . I know not . Jul . Go , ak his name . - If he be married , My grave is like to be my wedding bed . Nurfe . His name is Romeo , and a Montague , The only fon of your great enemy . [ dance ? Jul . My ...
Pagina 36
... follow thee , my love , throughout the world . [ Within : Madam . I come , anon- -but if thou mean'ft not well , I do befeech thee- [ Within : Madam . ] By and by , I come To ceafe thy fuit , and leave me to my grief . To - morrow will ...
... follow thee , my love , throughout the world . [ Within : Madam . I come , anon- -but if thou mean'ft not well , I do befeech thee- [ Within : Madam . ] By and by , I come To ceafe thy fuit , and leave me to my grief . To - morrow will ...
Pagina 42
... follow me this jeft , now , till thou haft worn out thy pump , that when the fingle fole of it is worn , the jet may remain , after the wearing , folely fingular . Rom . O fingle - fol'd jeft , Solely fingular , for the fingleness ! Mer ...
... follow me this jeft , now , till thou haft worn out thy pump , that when the fingle fole of it is worn , the jet may remain , after the wearing , folely fingular . Rom . O fingle - fol'd jeft , Solely fingular , for the fingleness ! Mer ...
Pagina 44
... follow you . Mer . Farewel , ancient lady : Farewel , lady , lady , lady . [ Exeunt Mercutio , Benvolio . Nurfe . I pray you , Sir , what faucy merchant was this , that was fo full of his ropery ? Rom . A gentleman , nurse , that loves ...
... follow you . Mer . Farewel , ancient lady : Farewel , lady , lady , lady . [ Exeunt Mercutio , Benvolio . Nurfe . I pray you , Sir , what faucy merchant was this , that was fo full of his ropery ? Rom . A gentleman , nurse , that loves ...
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Pagina 231 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Pagina 17 - Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Pagina 123 - 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...
Pagina 177 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Pagina 185 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment; and what judgment Would step from this to this?
Pagina 221 - I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Pagina 160 - As made the things more rich; their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Pagina 261 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Pagina 31 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Pagina 26 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.