Twelfth night. Winter's talePrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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Sida 13
... swear it , Tut , there's life in't , man . 220 Sir And . I'll stay a month longer . am a fellow o'the strangest mind i'the world ; I delight in masques and revels sometimes altogether . Sir To . Art thou good at these kick - shaws ...
... swear it , Tut , there's life in't , man . 220 Sir And . I'll stay a month longer . am a fellow o'the strangest mind i'the world ; I delight in masques and revels sometimes altogether . Sir To . Art thou good at these kick - shaws ...
Sida 22
... swears he will speak with you . I told him you were sick ; he takes on him to understand so much , and therefore comes to speak with you : I told him you were asleep ; he seems to have a fore - knowledge of that too , and there- fore ...
... swears he will speak with you . I told him you were sick ; he takes on him to understand so much , and therefore comes to speak with you : I told him you were asleep ; he seems to have a fore - knowledge of that too , and there- fore ...
Sida 23
... swear , I am not that I play . Are you the lady of the house ? Oli . If I do not usurp myself , I am . 480 Vio . Most certain , if you are she , you do usurp yourself ; for what is yours to bestow , is not yours tó reserve . But this is ...
... swear , I am not that I play . Are you the lady of the house ? Oli . If I do not usurp myself , I am . 480 Vio . Most certain , if you are she , you do usurp yourself ; for what is yours to bestow , is not yours tó reserve . But this is ...
Sida 43
... swear more : but , indeed , Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows , but little in our love . Duke . But dy'd thy sister of her love , my boy ? Vio . I am all the daughters of my father's house , And all the ...
... swear more : but , indeed , Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows , but little in our love . Duke . But dy'd thy sister of her love , my boy ? Vio . I am all the daughters of my father's house , And all the ...
Sida 57
... swear , and by my youth , I have one heart , one bosom , and one truth , And that no woman has ; nor never none Shall mistress be of it , save I alone . And so adieu , good madam ; never more Will I my master's tears to you deplore ...
... swear , and by my youth , I have one heart , one bosom , and one truth , And that no woman has ; nor never none Shall mistress be of it , save I alone . And so adieu , good madam ; never more Will I my master's tears to you deplore ...
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ancient Antigonus Autolycus Ben Jonson beseech better Bohemia Brownist called Camillo Cesario CLEOMENES Clown daughter dear dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio fool Gent gentleman give hand Hanmer hath heart heaven HENLEY Hermione honest Honest Whore honour i'the Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king kiss knight lady last enchantment Leontes lord madam MALONE Malvolio means mistress musick never o'er o'the old copy Olivia on't pash passage Paul Paulina Perdita play Polixenes Polyolbion pr'ythee pray prince queen Romeo and Juliet SCENE seems Shakspere Shakspere's Shep shew Sicilia Sir Andrew Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir Toby Sir Topas song speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thee THEOBALD there's thing thou art thou hast three merry TWELFTH NIGHT Viola volgo WARBURTON WINTER'S TALE woman word
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Sida 75 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes.
Sida 43 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Sida 77 - I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
Sida 75 - 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 Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Sida 5 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Sida 102 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Sida 25 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
Sida 33 - O, mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.