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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... stand to it , the pan- cakes were naught , and the mustard was good , and yet was not the knight forsworn . Cel . How prove you that , in the great heap of your knowledge ? 7 Enter Touchstone . ] " Enter Clown ” is the direction in the ...
... stand to it , the pan- cakes were naught , and the mustard was good , and yet was not the knight forsworn . Cel . How prove you that , in the great heap of your knowledge ? 7 Enter Touchstone . ] " Enter Clown ” is the direction in the ...
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... Stand you both forth now : stroke your chins , and swear by your beards that I am a knave . Cel . By our beards , if we had them , thou art . Touch . By my knavery , if I had it , then I were ; but if you swear by that that is not , you ...
... Stand you both forth now : stroke your chins , and swear by your beards that I am a knave . Cel . By our beards , if we had them , thou art . Touch . By my knavery , if I had it , then I were ; but if you swear by that that is not , you ...
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... stand with honesty , Buy thou the cottage , pasture , and the flock , And thou shalt have to pay for it of us . Cel . And we will mend thy wages . I like this place , And willingly could waste my time in it . Cor . Assuredly , the thing ...
... stand with honesty , Buy thou the cottage , pasture , and the flock , And thou shalt have to pay for it of us . Cel . And we will mend thy wages . I like this place , And willingly could waste my time in it . Cor . Assuredly , the thing ...
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... stand aside . Cel . Why should this a desert be2 ? For it is unpeopled ? No ; Tongues I'll hang on every tree , That shall civil sayings show : Some , how brief the life of man Runs his erring pilgrimage , That the stretching of a span ...
... stand aside . Cel . Why should this a desert be2 ? For it is unpeopled ? No ; Tongues I'll hang on every tree , That shall civil sayings show : Some , how brief the life of man Runs his erring pilgrimage , That the stretching of a span ...
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... stand aside . Bap . Gentlemen , importune me no farther , For how I firmly am resolv'd you know ; That is , not to bestow my youngest daughter , Before I have a husband for the elder . If either of you both love Katharina , Because I ...
... stand aside . Bap . Gentlemen , importune me no farther , For how I firmly am resolv'd you know ; That is , not to bestow my youngest daughter , Before I have a husband for the elder . If either of you both love Katharina , Because I ...
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Antigonus Baptista Bertram better Bianca Bion BIONDELLO brother Camillo Clown Count daughter doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fool Forest of Arden Gent gentleman George Buc give Gremio hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Hortensio Illyria Kate Kath KATHARINA king knave lady Leon Leontes look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucentio madam maid Malone Malvolio marry master means mistress modern editors never night old copies Olivia Orlando Padua Pandosto Parolles Petruchio Phebe play Polixenes pr'ythee pray printed Rosalind Rousillon SCENE second folio servant Shakespeare Shep Shrew Sicilia signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Tranio Viola wife Winter's Tale word
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Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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,...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.