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Pagina 13
But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my trial ; wherein if I be foiled , there is but one shamed that was never gracious ; if killed , but one dead that is willing to be so : I shall do my friends no wrong , for I have ...
But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my trial ; wherein if I be foiled , there is but one shamed that was never gracious ; if killed , but one dead that is willing to be so : I shall do my friends no wrong , for I have ...
Pagina 14
If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye , I can tell who should down . [ Charles is thrown . Shout . Duke F. No more , no more . Orl . Yes , I beseech your grace : I am not yet well breathed . Duke F. How dost thou , Charles ? Le Beau .
If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye , I can tell who should down . [ Charles is thrown . Shout . Duke F. No more , no more . Orl . Yes , I beseech your grace : I am not yet well breathed . Duke F. How dost thou , Charles ? Le Beau .
Pagina 17
With his eyes full of anger . Enter DUKE FREDERICK , with Lords . Duke F. Mistress , dispatch you with your safest haste , ( 31 ) And get you from our court . Ros . Me , uncle ? Duke F. You , cousin : Within these ten days if that thou ...
With his eyes full of anger . Enter DUKE FREDERICK , with Lords . Duke F. Mistress , dispatch you with your safest haste , ( 31 ) And get you from our court . Ros . Me , uncle ? Duke F. You , cousin : Within these ten days if that thou ...
Pagina 30
“ Good morrow , fool , " quoth I. “ No , sir , " quoth he , 66 Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune : " And then he drew a dial from his poke , And , looking on it with lack - lustre eye , Says very wisely , “ It is ten ...
“ Good morrow , fool , " quoth I. “ No , sir , " quoth he , 66 Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune : " And then he drew a dial from his poke , And , looking on it with lack - lustre eye , Says very wisely , “ It is ten ...
Pagina 33
... And sat at good men's feasts , and wip'd our eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd : And therefore sit you down in gentleness , And take upon command ( 68 ) what help we have , That to your wanting may be minister'd .
... And sat at good men's feasts , and wip'd our eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd : And therefore sit you down in gentleness , And take upon command ( 68 ) what help we have , That to your wanting may be minister'd .
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Populaire passages
Pagina 352 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: — Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: 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 354 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd 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. DuJce. But died thy sister of her love, my boy? Vio. I am all the daughters of my father's house, And all...
Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | 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 tale Volume 3 van The Works of William Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| Auteur | William Shakespeare |
| Redacteur | Alexander Dyce |
| Editie | 2 |
| Uitgever | Chapman and Hall, 1866 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | Harvard University |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 6 feb 2008 |
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