The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]., 7. köide |
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... Lye in a pitcht field . Ale . I defie land , my Lord . 1 Lord . We are fo virtuously bound Tim . And fo am I to you . 2 Lord . So infinitely endear'd J Tim . All to you . Lights ! more lights , more lights . 3 Lord . The beft of ...
... Lye in a pitcht field . Ale . I defie land , my Lord . 1 Lord . We are fo virtuously bound Tim . And fo am I to you . 2 Lord . So infinitely endear'd J Tim . All to you . Lights ! more lights , more lights . 3 Lord . The beft of ...
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... an humble fuitor to your virtues , For pity is the virtue of the law , And none but tyrants use it cruelly . It pleases time and fortune to lye heavy Upon Upon a friend of mine , who in hot blood 36 TIMON of Athens .
... an humble fuitor to your virtues , For pity is the virtue of the law , And none but tyrants use it cruelly . It pleases time and fortune to lye heavy Upon Upon a friend of mine , who in hot blood 36 TIMON of Athens .
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... lyes my gown . Sen. Let's make no stay . 2. Sen. Lord Timon's mad . 3 Sen. I feel't upon my bones . 4 Sen. One day he gives us diamonds , next day stones . Exeunt . Meaning probably the ignis fatuus often call'd Jack with a lan- thern ...
... lyes my gown . Sen. Let's make no stay . 2. Sen. Lord Timon's mad . 3 Sen. I feel't upon my bones . 4 Sen. One day he gives us diamonds , next day stones . Exeunt . Meaning probably the ignis fatuus often call'd Jack with a lan- thern ...
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... lye foft , Hug their difeas'd perfumes , and have forgot That ever Timon was : Shame not these weeds , By putting on the cunning of a carper . Be thou a flatt'rer now , and feek to thrive By that which has undone thee ; hinge thy knee ...
... lye foft , Hug their difeas'd perfumes , and have forgot That ever Timon was : Shame not these weeds , By putting on the cunning of a carper . Be thou a flatt'rer now , and feek to thrive By that which has undone thee ; hinge thy knee ...
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... Lye where the light foam of the feal may beat Thy grave - ftone daily ; make thine epitaph , That death in me ... lyes on Dian's lap ! thou visible God , That fouldreft clofe impoffibilities , 14 And mak'ft them kifs ! that speak ...
... Lye where the light foam of the feal may beat Thy grave - ftone daily ; make thine epitaph , That death in me ... lyes on Dian's lap ! thou visible God , That fouldreft clofe impoffibilities , 14 And mak'ft them kifs ! that speak ...
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