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Pagina 10
Though Nature hath given us wit to flout at Fortune , hath not Fortune sent in this fool to cut off the argument ? Enter TOUCHSTONE . Ros . Indeed , then is Fortune ( 12 ) too hard for Nature , when Fortune makes Nature's natural the ...
Though Nature hath given us wit to flout at Fortune , hath not Fortune sent in this fool to cut off the argument ? Enter TOUCHSTONE . Ros . Indeed , then is Fortune ( 12 ) too hard for Nature , when Fortune makes Nature's natural the ...
Pagina 11
Touch . One that old Frederick , your father , loves . Cel . ( 15 ) My father's love is enough to honour him enough : speak no more of him ; you'll be whipped for taxation one of these days . Touch . The more pity , that fools ...
Touch . One that old Frederick , your father , loves . Cel . ( 15 ) My father's love is enough to honour him enough : speak no more of him ; you'll be whipped for taxation one of these days . Touch . The more pity , that fools ...
Pagina 18
Thou art a fool : she robs thee of thy name ; And thou wilt show more bright and seem more virtuous When she is gone . Then open not thy lips : Firm and irrevocable is my doom Which I have pass'd upon her ; -she is banish'd . Cel .
Thou art a fool : she robs thee of thy name ; And thou wilt show more bright and seem more virtuous When she is gone . Then open not thy lips : Firm and irrevocable is my doom Which I have pass'd upon her ; -she is banish'd . Cel .
Pagina 20
But , cousin , what if we assay'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 world with me ; Leave me alone to woo him .
But , cousin , what if we assay'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 world with me ; Leave me alone to woo him .
Pagina 21
And yet it irks me , the poor dappled fools , , Being native burghers of this desert city , Should , in their own ... one another down his innocent nose In piteous chase : and thus the hairy fool , Much marked of the melancholy Jaques ...
And yet it irks me , the poor dappled fools , , Being native burghers of this desert city , Should , in their own ... one another down his innocent nose In piteous chase : and thus the hairy fool , Much marked of the melancholy Jaques ...
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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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