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... once , and is portrayed as a distempered frenzy . It is a passion which does not produce the catastrophe , but merely ties the knot of the piece . " But it has the same in- temperate course , is the same soul - goading passion which ...
... once , and is portrayed as a distempered frenzy . It is a passion which does not produce the catastrophe , but merely ties the knot of the piece . " But it has the same in- temperate course , is the same soul - goading passion which ...
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... once . Her . What ? have I twice said well ? when was't before ? I pr'ythee , tell me : Cram us with praise , and make us 10 As fat as tame things . One good deed , dying tongue- less , Slaughters a thousand , waiting upon that . Our ...
... once . Her . What ? have I twice said well ? when was't before ? I pr'ythee , tell me : Cram us with praise , and make us 10 As fat as tame things . One good deed , dying tongue- less , Slaughters a thousand , waiting upon that . Our ...
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... once see good and evil , Inclining to them both : Were my wife's liver Infected as her life , she would not live The running of one glass 38 . Cam . Who does infect her ? Leon . Why he , that wears her like her medal 39 , . hanging 36 ...
... once see good and evil , Inclining to them both : Were my wife's liver Infected as her life , she would not live The running of one glass 38 . Cam . Who does infect her ? Leon . Why he , that wears her like her medal 39 , . hanging 36 ...
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... once remove The root of his opinion , which is rotten , As ever oak , or stone , was sound . A callat 13 Leon . Of boundless tongue ; who late hath beat her husband , And now baits me ! -This brat is none of mine ; It is the issue of ...
... once remove The root of his opinion , which is rotten , As ever oak , or stone , was sound . A callat 13 Leon . Of boundless tongue ; who late hath beat her husband , And now baits me ! -This brat is none of mine ; It is the issue of ...
Side 42
... Once more , take her hence . That cannot do that feat , you'll leave yourself Hardly one subject . Leon . Paul . A most unworthy and unnatural lord Can do no more . Leon . Paul . I'll ha ' thee burnt . I care not : I'll not call you ...
... Once more , take her hence . That cannot do that feat , you'll leave yourself Hardly one subject . Leon . Paul . A most unworthy and unnatural lord Can do no more . Leon . Paul . I'll ha ' thee burnt . I care not : I'll not call you ...
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Side 315 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Side 73 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean : so, o'er that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art ~\\ hich does mend nature, — change it rather ; but The art itself is nature.
Side 383 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Side 57 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest : for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Side 311 - Have you the heart? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had ; a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief?
Side 423 - 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?