Shakespeare's Comedy of Twelfth Night, Or, What You WillHarper & Bros., 1881 - 174 pagina's |
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Pagina 15
... speak with praise and admiration of Orsino , the Duke of the coun- try ; and having ascertained that he is not married , and that therefore his court is not a proper asylum for her in her feminine character , she attires herself in the ...
... speak with praise and admiration of Orsino , the Duke of the coun- try ; and having ascertained that he is not married , and that therefore his court is not a proper asylum for her in her feminine character , she attires herself in the ...
Pagina 26
... Viola and the Duke , where the music makes her speak masterly of love , where Shakspere reveals his own heart's history with his aged wife , and where Viola 66 herself , in answer to the Duke's fancied greatness of 26 TWELFTH NIGHT .
... Viola and the Duke , where the music makes her speak masterly of love , where Shakspere reveals his own heart's history with his aged wife , and where Viola 66 herself , in answer to the Duke's fancied greatness of 26 TWELFTH NIGHT .
Pagina 34
... speak to him in many sorts of music That will allow me very worth his service . What else may hap to time I will commit ; Only shape thou thy silence to my wit . Captain . Be you his eunuch , and your mute I ' ll be ; When my tongue ...
... speak to him in many sorts of music That will allow me very worth his service . What else may hap to time I will commit ; Only shape thou thy silence to my wit . Captain . Be you his eunuch , and your mute I ' ll be ; When my tongue ...
Pagina 39
... speak with her , my lord , what then ? Duke . O , then unfold the passion of my love , Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith . It shall become thee well to act my woes ; She will attend it better in thy youth Than in a nuncio of ...
... speak with her , my lord , what then ? Duke . O , then unfold the passion of my love , Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith . It shall become thee well to act my woes ; She will attend it better in thy youth Than in a nuncio of ...
Pagina 43
... speak with you . Olivia . From the Count Orsino , is it ? Maria . I know not , madam ; ' t is a fair young man , and well attended . • Olivia . Who of my people hold him in delay ? Maria . Sir Toby , madam , your kinsman . 98 Olivia ...
... speak with you . Olivia . From the Count Orsino , is it ? Maria . I know not , madam ; ' t is a fair young man , and well attended . • Olivia . Who of my people hold him in delay ? Maria . Sir Toby , madam , your kinsman . 98 Olivia ...
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Pagina 52 - 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 36 - Tis not so sweet now as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou, That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, Of what validity and pitch soe'er, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute; so full of shapes is fancy, That it alone is high fantastical.
Pagina 66 - 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 32 - Full oft within the spacious walls, When he had fifty winters o'er him, My grave lord-keeper led the brawls ; The seal and maces danced before him. His bushy beard, and shoe-strings green, His high-crown'd hat, and satin doublet, Moved the stout heart of England's queen, Though Pope and Spaniard could not trouble it.
Pagina 29 - 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 121 - 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 117 - 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 18 - 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.
Pagina 157 - I, to comfort him, bid him a' should not think of God, I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So a' bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and so upward, and upward, and all was as cold as any stone.
Pagina 75 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.