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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... Lords , pages , and attendants , & c . SCENE - First ( and in act ii . sc . 3 ) , near Oliver's house ; afterwards , partly in the usurper's court , and partly in the Forest of Arden . AS YOU LIKE IT . ACT I. SCENE I. OLIVER's.
... Lords , pages , and attendants , & c . SCENE - First ( and in act ii . sc . 3 ) , near Oliver's house ; afterwards , partly in the usurper's court , and partly in the Forest of Arden . AS YOU LIKE IT . ACT I. SCENE I. OLIVER's.
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... Attendants . Duke F. Come on : since the youth will not be entreated , his own peril on his forwardness . Ros . Is yonder the man ? Le Beau . Even he , madam . Cel . Alas , he is too young ! yet he looks successfully . Duke F. How now ...
... Attendants . Duke F. Come on : since the youth will not be entreated , his own peril on his forwardness . Ros . Is yonder the man ? Le Beau . Even he , madam . Cel . Alas , he is too young ! yet he looks successfully . Duke F. How now ...
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... Attendants . Duke F. Can it be possible that no man saw them ? It cannot be some villains of my court Are of consent and sufferance in this . First Lord . I cannot hear of any that did see her . The ladies , her attendants of her ...
... Attendants . Duke F. Can it be possible that no man saw them ? It cannot be some villains of my court Are of consent and sufferance in this . First Lord . I cannot hear of any that did see her . The ladies , her attendants of her ...
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... OLIVER , Lords , and Attendants . Duke F. Not see him since ? Sir , sir , that cannot be : But were I not the better part made mercy , I should not seek an absent argument Of my revenge SCENE 1. ] 35 AS YOU LIKE IT . 35.
... OLIVER , Lords , and Attendants . Duke F. Not see him since ? Sir , sir , that cannot be : But were I not the better part made mercy , I should not seek an absent argument Of my revenge SCENE 1. ] 35 AS YOU LIKE IT . 35.
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... attendants near him when he wakes , - Would not the beggar then forget himself ? First Hun . Believe me , lord , I think he cannot choose . Sec . Hun . It would seem strange unto him when he wak'd . Lord . Even as a flattering dream or ...
... attendants near him when he wakes , - Would not the beggar then forget himself ? First Hun . Believe me , lord , I think he cannot choose . Sec . Hun . It would seem strange unto him when he wak'd . Lord . Even as a flattering dream or ...
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Strana 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.
Strana 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...