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... woman , Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth , From whence you have them . You are jealous now , That this is from some mistress , some remembrance : No , in good troth , Bianca . Bian . Why , whose is it ? my Cas . I know not ...
... woman , Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth , From whence you have them . You are jealous now , That this is from some mistress , some remembrance : No , in good troth , Bianca . Bian . Why , whose is it ? my Cas . I know not ...
Sida 111
... woman ; Can any creature proper be that's common ? " 9 In a couch in which he is lulled into a false security and confidence in his wife's virtue : a Latin sense . So in The Merry And to suppose her chaste ! No , let me SC . I. 111 THE ...
... woman ; Can any creature proper be that's common ? " 9 In a couch in which he is lulled into a false security and confidence in his wife's virtue : a Latin sense . So in The Merry And to suppose her chaste ! No , let me SC . I. 111 THE ...
Sida 113
... woman love man so . Cas . Alas , poor rogue ! I think i'faith she loves me . Oth . Now he denies it faintly , and laughs it out . Iago . Do you hear , Cassio ? Oth . [ Aside . Now he importunes him To tell it o'er : Go to ; well said ...
... woman love man so . Cas . Alas , poor rogue ! I think i'faith she loves me . Oth . Now he denies it faintly , and laughs it out . Iago . Do you hear , Cassio ? Oth . [ Aside . Now he importunes him To tell it o'er : Go to ; well said ...
Sida 114
... woman , with whom any one may be familiar . See Comedy of Errors , Act iv . Sc . 4 , note 8 . 18 i . e . have you numbered my days ? To score is to tale or tell , to number , or mark as on a tally . But perhaps it only means " have you ...
... woman , with whom any one may be familiar . See Comedy of Errors , Act iv . Sc . 4 , note 8 . 18 i . e . have you numbered my days ? To score is to tale or tell , to number , or mark as on a tally . But perhaps it only means " have you ...
Sida 115
... woman , your wife ! she gave it him , and he hath given it his whore . Oth . I would have him nine years a killing : — A fine woman ! a fair woman ! a sweet woman ! Iago . Nay , you must forget that . Oth . Ay , let her rot , and perish ...
... woman , your wife ! she gave it him , and he hath given it his whore . Oth . I would have him nine years a killing : — A fine woman ! a fair woman ! a sweet woman ! Iago . Nay , you must forget that . Oth . Ay , let her rot , and perish ...
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Sida 45 - Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Sida 202 - Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description : she did lie In her pavilion...
Sida 62 - Drunk? and speak parrot? and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse fustian with one's own shadow? O thou invisible spirit of wine! if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.
Sida 79 - Tis not to make me jealous To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays and dances well ; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous ; Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt ; For she had eyes, and chose me.
Sida 165 - Nay, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars; now bend, now turn The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
Sida 311 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar...
Sida 26 - I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine. Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me ; oft invited me ; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year, — the battles, sieges, fortunes, That I have pass'd. I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hairbreadth scapes i...
Sida 119 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life ; The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Sida 202 - So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, And made their bends adornings : at the helm A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her ; and Antony, Enthron'd in the market-place, did sit alone, Whistling to the air ; which, but for vacancy Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too, And made a gap in nature.
Sida 27 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: Which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...