The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Strana 14
... Lord . Duke , Bear him away . What is thy name , young man ? Orla . Orlando , my liege , the youngest fon of Sir Rosu- land de Boys . Duke . I would thou hadst been fon to fome man elfe ; The world efteem'd thy father honourable , But I ...
... Lord . Duke , Bear him away . What is thy name , young man ? Orla . Orlando , my liege , the youngest fon of Sir Rosu- land de Boys . Duke . I would thou hadst been fon to fome man elfe ; The world efteem'd thy father honourable , But I ...
Strana 15
... Lord , hway . Wines y me , young man ? rama , by the youngest fan of Sir Reso Jan wound on indif seen fun to home man elfe ; De und dem by ither bomuratie , 306 an itil mine ereny : You but we cares me with this deed , But at fum matter ...
... Lord , hway . Wines y me , young man ? rama , by the youngest fan of Sir Reso Jan wound on indif seen fun to home man elfe ; De und dem by ither bomuratie , 306 an itil mine ereny : You but we cares me with this deed , But at fum matter ...
Strana 18
... lord ; Or if we did derive it from our friends , What's that to me ? my father was no traitor : Then , good my Liege , mistake me not so much To think my poverty is treacherous . Cel . Dear Sovereign , hear me fpeak . Duke . Ay , Celia ...
... lord ; Or if we did derive it from our friends , What's that to me ? my father was no traitor : Then , good my Liege , mistake me not so much To think my poverty is treacherous . Cel . Dear Sovereign , hear me fpeak . Duke . Ay , Celia ...
Strana 20
... Lords like forefters . " Duke Sen. OW , my co - mates , and brothers in exile , Hath not old custom made this life more No sweet Than that of painted pomp ... Lord , The " The melancholy Jacques grieves at that , And in 20 As You Like it .
... Lords like forefters . " Duke Sen. OW , my co - mates , and brothers in exile , Hath not old custom made this life more No sweet Than that of painted pomp ... Lord , The " The melancholy Jacques grieves at that , And in 20 As You Like it .
Strana 21
... Lord of Amiens and my felf Did fteal behind him , as he lay along Under an oak , whofe antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood ; To the which place a poor ... Lord . We did , my Lord , weeping As You Like it . 21.
... Lord of Amiens and my felf Did fteal behind him , as he lay along Under an oak , whofe antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood ; To the which place a poor ... Lord . We did , my Lord , weeping As You Like it . 21.
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Strana 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Strana 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Strana 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Strana 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Strana 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Strana 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Strana 29 - 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 o'clock : Thus we may see...