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 24
... Adam . Master , go on , and I will follow thee , To the last gasp , with truth and loyalty.- From seventeen ( 51 ) years till now almost fourscore Here lived I , but now live here no more 24 [ ACT II . AS YOU LIKE IT .
... Adam . Master , go on , and I will follow thee , To the last gasp , with truth and loyalty.- From seventeen ( 51 ) years till now almost fourscore Here lived I , but now live here no more 24 [ ACT II . AS YOU LIKE IT .
Strana 52
... follow her , Like foggy south , puffing with wind and rain ? You are a thousand times a properer man Than she a woman : ' tis such fools as you That make the world full of ill - favour'd children : ' Tis not her glass , but you , that ...
... follow her , Like foggy south , puffing with wind and rain ? You are a thousand times a properer man Than she a woman : ' tis such fools as you That make the world full of ill - favour'd children : ' Tis not her glass , but you , that ...
Strana 69
... follow'd by a faithful shepherd ; Look upon him , love him ; he worships you . Phe . Good shepherd , tell this youth what ' tis to love . Sil . It is to be all made of sighs and tears ; — And so am I for Phebe . Phe . And I for Ganymede ...
... follow'd by a faithful shepherd ; Look upon him , love him ; he worships you . Phe . Good shepherd , tell this youth what ' tis to love . Sil . It is to be all made of sighs and tears ; — And so am I for Phebe . Phe . And I for Ganymede ...
Strana 87
... follows this , and which is stark prose , is so printed in the folio as to look like verse . P. 30. ( 62 ) " I will be here " The folio has " I will heere be . " P. 31. ( 63 ) " But to " Supplied by Mr. Collier's Ms. Corrector ...
... follows this , and which is stark prose , is so printed in the folio as to look like verse . P. 30. ( 62 ) " I will be here " The folio has " I will heere be . " P. 31. ( 63 ) " But to " Supplied by Mr. Collier's Ms. Corrector ...
Strana 119
... follows thus ; - Thou shalt be master , Tranio , in my stead , Keep house , and port , and servants , as I should : I will some other be ; some Florentine , Some Neapolitan , or mean man of Pisa . ( 35 ) ' Tis hatch'd , and shall be so ...
... follows thus ; - Thou shalt be master , Tranio , in my stead , Keep house , and port , and servants , as I should : I will some other be ; some Florentine , Some Neapolitan , or mean man of Pisa . ( 35 ) ' Tis hatch'd , and shall be so ...
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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...