Comedy of Twelfth Night, Or What You WillHarper & brothers, 1882 - 174 pagina's |
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Pagina 10
... telling him what shee liked best in him , and pre- scribing his gesture in smiling , his apparaile , & c . , and then when he came to practise , making him believe they tooke him to be mad , " etc. As Twelfth Night is not included in ...
... telling him what shee liked best in him , and pre- scribing his gesture in smiling , his apparaile , & c . , and then when he came to practise , making him believe they tooke him to be mad , " etc. As Twelfth Night is not included in ...
Pagina 39
... tell them , there thy fixed foot shall grow Till thou have audience . Viola . Sure , my noble lord , If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow As it is spoke , she never will admit me . Duke . Be clamorous and leap all civil bounds Rather ...
... tell them , there thy fixed foot shall grow Till thou have audience . Viola . Sure , my noble lord , If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow As it is spoke , she never will admit me . Duke . Be clamorous and leap all civil bounds Rather ...
Pagina 40
... tell me where thou hast been , or I will not open my lips so wide as a bristle may enter in way of thy excuse . My lady will hang thee for thy absence . Clown . Let her hang me ; he that is well hanged in this world needs to fear no ...
... tell me where thou hast been , or I will not open my lips so wide as a bristle may enter in way of thy excuse . My lady will hang thee for thy absence . Clown . Let her hang me ; he that is well hanged in this world needs to fear no ...
Pagina 44
... Tell him he shall not speak with me . Malvolio . He has been told so ; and he says , he'll stand at your door like a sheriff's post , and be the supporter to a bench , but he ' ll speak with you . Olivia . What kind o ' man is he ...
... Tell him he shall not speak with me . Malvolio . He has been told so ; and he says , he'll stand at your door like a sheriff's post , and be the supporter to a bench , but he ' ll speak with you . Olivia . What kind o ' man is he ...
Pagina 45
... tell me if this be the lady of the house , for I never saw her : I would be loath to cast away my speech , for be- sides that it is excellently well penned , I have taken great pains to con it . Good beauties , let me sustain no scorn ...
... tell me if this be the lady of the house , for I never saw her : I would be loath to cast away my speech , for be- sides that it is excellently well penned , I have taken great pains to con it . Good beauties , let me sustain no scorn ...
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Pagina 25 - 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.
Pagina 48 - Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons of contemned love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night; Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia!
Pagina 54 - 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.
Pagina 117 - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Pagina 82 - Go, hang yourselves all ! you are idle shallow things : I am not of your element : you shall know more hereafter. [Exit. Sir To. Is't possible ? Fab. If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
Pagina 62 - 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.
Pagina 47 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on. Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive, If you will lead these graces to the grave, And leave the world no copy.
Pagina 14 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Pagina 113 - For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day, But when I came unto my bed, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, With toss-pots still had drunken head, For the rain it raineth every day.
Pagina 14 - 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. Was not this love indeed? We men may say more, 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 died thy sister of her love, my boy? VIOLA. I am all the daughters of my father's house, And all the brothers too: and yet I know not.