The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Issue 5G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... the ordering your affairs , To sing them too : When you do dance , I wish you A wave o'the sea , that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still , still so , and own No other function : Each your doing , So singular in each ...
... the ordering your affairs , To sing them too : When you do dance , I wish you A wave o'the sea , that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still , still so , and own No other function : Each your doing , So singular in each ...
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Page 213 - Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown-imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend, To strew him o'er and o'er.
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