...but more with love:^ Why then, O brawling love ! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness! serious vanity! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms ! Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health ! Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is ! — This love feel I,...

...more with love: — Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of "nothing first create ! O heavy lightness! serious vanity! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms! Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health ! Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! — This love feel I, that...

...more with love : — Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate ! O any thing, of nothing first create ! O heavy lightness ! serious vanity ! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms ! Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health ! Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is ! — This love feel I,...

...sc. iii. Let us now turn to the passage in Shakspeare: " —— O brawling love! O loving hate!— " O heavy lightness! serious vanity! " Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms! " Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health! " Still-waking sleep! that is not what it is!" Shakspeare, I am sure,...

...heavie hurden light to heare! A vertue fraughte with vice!"&c. O any thing, of nothing first create ! O heavy lightness! serious vanity! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms ! Feather of lead, hright smoke, cold fire, sick health 1 Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!— This love feel...

...more with love ; Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any .thing , of nothing first create ! O heavy lightness! "serious vanity! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms! Feather of lead , bright smoke , cold fire , lick Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is ! . .This love feel I, that feel.no...

...with love : — Why then, O brawling love ! O loving hate ! O any thing, of nothing first create ! O heavy lightness ! serious vanity ! Mis-shapen chaos of w-ell-seeming forms ! Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health * Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is ! — x This love feel I,...

...before That Father Murtoch, of Kilmore, Had join'd him to his all in all, Judy Fitz Gallyhogmagawl. * " O heavy lightness ! serious vanity /" " Mis-shapen...of well-seeming forms .'" " FEATHER OF LEAD, bright smoke!" Sfe. Thus says Shakspeare of Love : — but far be it from the Author of this idle Poem to...

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