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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Strana 42
... count atomies as to resolve the pro- positions of a lover : -but take a taste of my finding him , and relish it with good observance . I found him under a tree , like a dropped acorn . Ros . It may well be called Jove's tree , when it ...
... count atomies as to resolve the pro- positions of a lover : -but take a taste of my finding him , and relish it with good observance . I found him under a tree , like a dropped acorn . Ros . It may well be called Jove's tree , when it ...
Strana 71
... count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song . God b'wi ' you ; and God mend your voices ! -Come , Audrey . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . Another part of the forest . ( 153 ) Enter Duke senior , AMIENS , JAQUES , ORLANDO , OLIVER , and ...
... count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song . God b'wi ' you ; and God mend your voices ! -Come , Audrey . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . Another part of the forest . ( 153 ) Enter Duke senior , AMIENS , JAQUES , ORLANDO , OLIVER , and ...
Strana 96
... count that had been before given " ! ) P. 65. ( 136 ) " There is more in it . " The third folio has " There is no more in it . " P. 65. ( 137 ) " Cousin Ganymede ! " These words have been separated thus , " Cousin - Ganymede ! ” — at ...
... count that had been before given " ! ) P. 65. ( 136 ) " There is more in it . " The third folio has " There is no more in it . " P. 65. ( 137 ) " Cousin Ganymede ! " These words have been separated thus , " Cousin - Ganymede ! ” — at ...
Strana 206
... Count of Rousillon . LAFEU , an old lord . PAROLLES , a follower of Bertram . Several young French Lords , who serve with Bertram in the Flo- rentine war . Steward , Clown , } A Page . servants to the Countess of Rousillon . Countess of ...
... Count of Rousillon . LAFEU , an old lord . PAROLLES , a follower of Bertram . Several young French Lords , who serve with Bertram in the Flo- rentine war . Steward , Clown , } A Page . servants to the Countess of Rousillon . Countess of ...
Strana 207
... Count . In delivering my son from me , I bury a second husband . Ber . And I , in going , madam , weep o'er my father's death anew but I must attend his majesty's command , to whom I am now in ward , evermore in subjection . Laf . You ...
... Count . In delivering my son from me , I bury a second husband . Ber . And I , in going , madam , weep o'er my father's death anew but I must attend his majesty's command , to whom I am now in ward , evermore in subjection . Laf . You ...
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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...