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 13
... eyes , or knew yourself with our judgment , ( 21 ) the fear of your adventure would counsel you to a more equal enterprise . We pray you , for your own sake , to embrace your own safety , and give over this attempt . Ros . Do , young ...
... eyes , or knew yourself with our judgment , ( 21 ) the fear of your adventure would counsel you to a more equal enterprise . We pray you , for your own sake , to embrace your own safety , and give over this attempt . Ros . Do , young ...
Strana 14
... eye , I can tell who should down . [ Charles is thrown . Shout . Duke F. No more , no more . Orl . Yes , I beseech your grace : I am not yet well breathed . Duke F. How dost thou , Charles ? Le Beau . He cannot speak , my lord . Duke F ...
... eye , I can tell who should down . [ Charles is thrown . Shout . Duke F. No more , no more . Orl . Yes , I beseech your grace : I am not yet well breathed . Duke F. How dost thou , Charles ? Le Beau . He cannot speak , my lord . Duke F ...
Strana 17
... eyes full of anger . Enter DUKE FREDERICK , with Lords . Duke F. Mistress , dispatch you with your safest haste , ( 31 ) And get you from our court . Ros . Duke F. Me , uncle ? You , cousin : Within these ten days if that thou be'st ...
... eyes full of anger . Enter DUKE FREDERICK , with Lords . Duke F. Mistress , dispatch you with your safest haste , ( 31 ) And get you from our court . Ros . Duke F. Me , uncle ? You , cousin : Within these ten days if that thou be'st ...
Strana 30
... 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 , " quoth he , " how the world wags : ' Tis but an hour ago since it was nine 39 30 [ ACT II . AS YOU LIKE IT .
... 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 , " quoth he , " how the world wags : ' Tis but an hour ago since it was nine 39 30 [ ACT II . AS YOU LIKE IT .
Strana 33
... eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd : And therefore sit you down in gentleness , And take upon command ( 68 ) what help we have , That to your wanting may be minister'd . Orl . Then but forbear your food a little while ...
... eyes Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd : And therefore sit you down in gentleness , And take upon command ( 68 ) what help we have , That to your wanting may be minister'd . Orl . Then but forbear your food a little while ...
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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...