The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Strana 10
... woman doth most miftake in her gifts to women . Cel . ' Tis true ; for thofe that the makes fair fhe scarcé makes honeft , and thofe that the makes honeft the makes very ill - favoured , Rof . Nay , now thou goeft from fortune's office ...
... woman doth most miftake in her gifts to women . Cel . ' Tis true ; for thofe that the makes fair fhe scarcé makes honeft , and thofe that the makes honeft the makes very ill - favoured , Rof . Nay , now thou goeft from fortune's office ...
Strana 19
... woman's fear there will ) I'll have a swashing and a martial outfide , As many other mannish cowards have , That do outface it with their femblances . Cel . What fhall I call thee when thou art a man ? Rof . I'll have no worse a name ...
... woman's fear there will ) I'll have a swashing and a martial outfide , As many other mannish cowards have , That do outface it with their femblances . Cel . What fhall I call thee when thou art a man ? Rof . I'll have no worse a name ...
Strana 24
... woman ; but I must comfort the weak- er veffel , as doublet and hofe ought to fhow it felf courage- ous to petticoat ; therefore courage , good Aliena . Cel . I pray you , bear with me , I can go no further . Clo . For my part , I had ...
... woman ; but I must comfort the weak- er veffel , as doublet and hofe ought to fhow it felf courage- ous to petticoat ; therefore courage , good Aliena . Cel . I pray you , bear with me , I can go no further . Clo . For my part , I had ...
Strana 31
... woman in the city do I name , When that I fay the city - woman bears The coft of princes on unworthy fhoulders ? Who can come in , and say that I mean her , When fuch a one as fhe , fuch is her neighbour ? Or what is he of bafeft ...
... woman in the city do I name , When that I fay the city - woman bears The coft of princes on unworthy fhoulders ? Who can come in , and say that I mean her , When fuch a one as fhe , fuch is her neighbour ? Or what is he of bafeft ...
Strana 41
... woman ? what I think I muft fpeak : fweet , fay on . SCENE VII . Enter Orlando and Jaques . Cel . You bring me out . Soft , comes he not here ? Rof . ' Tis he ; flink by , and note him . Jaq . I thank you for your company ; but good ...
... woman ? what I think I muft fpeak : fweet , fay on . SCENE VII . Enter Orlando and Jaques . Cel . You bring me out . Soft , comes he not here ? Rof . ' Tis he ; flink by , and note him . Jaq . I thank you for your company ; but good ...
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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...