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 34
... 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 slipper'd pantaloon , With spectacles on nose and pouch on side ; His youthful hose , well ...
... 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 slipper'd pantaloon , With spectacles on nose and pouch on side ; His youthful hose , well ...
Pagina 36
... eye , from thy pale sphere above , Thy huntress ' name , that my full life doth sway . O Rosalind ! these trees shall be my books , And in their barks my thoughts I'll character ; That every eye , which in this forest looks , Shall see ...
... eye , from thy pale sphere above , Thy huntress ' name , that my full life doth sway . O Rosalind ! these trees shall be my books , And in their barks my thoughts I'll character ; That every eye , which in this forest looks , Shall see ...
Pagina 40
... eyes , and hearts , To have the touches dearest priz'd . Heaven would that she these gifts should have , And I to live and die her slave . " Ros . O most gentle pulpiter ! ( 83 ) —what tedious homily of love have you wearied your ...
... eyes , and hearts , To have the touches dearest priz'd . Heaven would that she these gifts should have , And I to live and die her slave . " Ros . O most gentle pulpiter ! ( 83 ) —what tedious homily of love have you wearied your ...
Pagina 45
... eye and sunken , —which you have not ; an unquestionable spirit , which you have not ; a beard neglected , -which you have not ; —but I pardon you for that ; for simply your having in beard is a younger brother's revenue : -then your ...
... eye and sunken , —which you have not ; an unquestionable spirit , which you have not ; a beard neglected , -which you have not ; —but I pardon you for that ; for simply your having in beard is a younger brother's revenue : -then your ...
Pagina 51
... eyes are murderers ! Now show the wound mine eye hath made in thee : Scratch thee but with a pin , and there remains Some scar of it ; lean but ( 103 ) upon a rush , The cicatrice and capable ( 104 ) impressure Thy palm some moment ...
... eyes are murderers ! Now show the wound mine eye hath made in thee : Scratch thee but with a pin , and there remains Some scar of it ; lean but ( 103 ) upon a rush , The cicatrice and capable ( 104 ) impressure Thy palm some moment ...
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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...