The Works of William Shakespeare: As you like it. The taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. The winter's taleWhittaker & Company, 1842 |
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... hath no child but I , nor none is like to have ; and , truly , when he dies , thou shalt be his heir : for what he hath taken away from thy father perforce , I will render thee again in affec- tion by mine honour , I will ; and when ...
... hath no child but I , nor none is like to have ; and , truly , when he dies , thou shalt be his heir : for what he hath taken away from thy father perforce , I will render thee again in affec- tion by mine honour , I will ; and when ...
Sida 14
... hath made a fair creature , may she not by fortune fall into the fire ? -Though nature hath given us wit to flout at fortune , hath not fortune sent in this fool to cut off the argument ? Ros . Indeed , there is fortune too hard for ...
... hath made a fair creature , may she not by fortune fall into the fire ? -Though nature hath given us wit to flout at fortune , hath not fortune sent in this fool to cut off the argument ? Ros . Indeed , there is fortune too hard for ...
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... hath in it ' a more modest working . Duke F. You shall try but one fall . Cha . No , I warrant your grace , you shall not entreat him to a second , that have so mightily persuaded him from a first . Orl . You mean to mock me after : you ...
... hath in it ' a more modest working . Duke F. You shall try but one fall . Cha . No , I warrant your grace , you shall not entreat him to a second , that have so mightily persuaded him from a first . Orl . You mean to mock me after : you ...
Sida 25
... hath not . Cel . No ? hath not ? Rosalind lacks , then , the love , Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one . Shall we be sunder'd ? shall we part , sweet girl ? No let my father seek another heir . Therefore , devise with me how ...
... hath not . Cel . No ? hath not ? Rosalind lacks , then , the love , Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one . Shall we be sunder'd ? shall we part , sweet girl ? No let my father seek another heir . Therefore , devise with me how ...
Sida 26
... hath a reference to my state : No longer Celia , but Aliena " . Ros . But , cousin , what if we essay'd to steal The clownish fool out of your father's court ? Would he not be a comfort to our travel ? Cel . He'll go along o'er the wide ...
... hath a reference to my state : No longer Celia , but Aliena " . Ros . But , cousin , what if we essay'd to steal The clownish fool out of your father's court ? Would he not be a comfort to our travel ? Cel . He'll go along o'er the wide ...
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Sida 27 - The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Sida 45 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh,...
Sida 325 - 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.
Sida 44 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Sida 488 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
Sida 354 - 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.
Sida 199 - What is she, but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am asham'd, that women are so simple To offer war, where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.