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 taleChapman and Hall, 1866 |
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Pagina 16
... lady Will suddenly break forth . - Sir , fare you well : Hereafter , in a better world than this , I shall desire more love and knowledge of you . Orl . I rest much bounden to you : fare you well . [ Exit Le Beau . Thus must I from the ...
... lady Will suddenly break forth . - Sir , fare you well : Hereafter , in a better world than this , I shall desire more love and knowledge of you . Orl . I rest much bounden to you : fare you well . [ Exit Le Beau . Thus must I from the ...
Pagina 30
... Lady Fortune in good terms , In good set terms , βand yet a motley fool . " Good morrow , fool , " quoth I. " No , sir , " quoth he , " Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune : " And then he drew a dial from his poke , And ...
... Lady Fortune in good terms , In good set terms , βand yet a motley fool . " Good morrow , fool , " quoth I. " No , sir , " quoth he , " Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune : " And then he drew a dial from his poke , And ...
Pagina 55
... lady's , which is nice ; nor the lover's , which is all these ; -but it is a melancholy of mine own , compounded of many simples , ex- tracted from many objects , and , indeed , the sundry contem- plation of my travels , which , by ...
... lady's , which is nice ; nor the lover's , which is all these ; -but it is a melancholy of mine own , compounded of many simples , ex- tracted from many objects , and , indeed , the sundry contem- plation of my travels , which , by ...
Pagina 68
... lady . Ros . Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to swoon ( 144 ) when he showed me your handkercher ? Orl . Ay , and greater wonders than that . Ros . O , I know where you are : -nay , ' tis true : there was never any thing ...
... lady . Ros . Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to swoon ( 144 ) when he showed me your handkercher ? Orl . Ay , and greater wonders than that . Ros . O , I know where you are : -nay , ' tis true : there was never any thing ...
Pagina 73
... lady ; I have been politic with my friend , smooth with mine enemy ; I have undone three tailors ; I have had four quarrels , and like to have fought one . Jaq . And how was that ta'en up ? Touch . Faith , we met , and found the quarrel ...
... lady ; I have been politic with my friend , smooth with mine enemy ; I have undone three tailors ; I have had four quarrels , and like to have fought one . Jaq . And how was that ta'en up ? Touch . Faith , we met , and found the quarrel ...
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Pagina 352 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: β 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.β
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...β