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“ 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 , looking on it with lack - lustre eye , Says very wisely , “ It is ten ...
“ 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 , looking on it with lack - lustre eye , Says very wisely , “ It is ten ...
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Adam answer Arden Audrey bear Beau better Book bring brother Celia character Charles comes court cousin daughter desire doth Duke F Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith fall father follow Fool forest Fortune gentle give grace hand hast hath head hear heart honour horn hour Jaques keep kiss lack ladies learned leave live look lord lover man's manners marry master means mistress nature never Oliver Orlando Phebe pity play poor pray prithee Rosalind Scene seek Shakespeare's shepherd Silvius sing song speak speech Stories suit sure sweet talk tell thank thee thing thou art thought Touch Touchstone tree true truly turn verses wise woman wrestling writing young youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 30 - To-day my Lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him as he lay along Under an oak whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Pagina 46 - Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wip'da tear, And know what 'tis to pity, and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
Pagina 53 - Sir, I am a true labourer. I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness, glad of other men's good, content with my harm, and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck.
Pagina 11 - They say he is already in the forest of Arden, and a many merry men with him; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England: they say many young gentlemen flock to him every day, and fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.
Pagina 81 - Say a day, without the ever : No, no, Orlando ; men are April when they woo, December when they wed : maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.
Pagina 48 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Pagina 44 - Invest me in my motley ; give me leave To speak my mind, and I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.
Pagina 91 - The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool." The heathen philosopher, when he had a desire to eat a grape, would open his lips when he put it into his mouth ; meaning thereby that grapes were made to eat and lips to open. You do love this maid?
Pagina 48 - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Pagina 34 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | As You Like it Nummer 93 van The Riverside literature series. [no. 93] |
| Auteur | William Shakespeare |
| Redacteur | Richard Grant White |
| Uitgever | Houghton, Mifflin, 1911 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | Harvard University |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 25 feb 2008 |
| Lengte | 119 pagina's |
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