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 6
... hast railed on thyself . Adam . [ coming forward ] Sweet masters , be patient : for your father's remembrance , be at accord . Oli . Let me go , I say . My Orl . I will not , till I please : you shall hear me . father charged you in his ...
... hast railed on thyself . Adam . [ coming forward ] Sweet masters , be patient : for your father's remembrance , be at accord . Oli . Let me go , I say . My Orl . I will not , till I please : you shall hear me . father charged you in his ...
Strana 19
... hast not , cousin ; Prithee , be cheerful : know'st thou not , the duke Hath banish'd me , his daughter ? Ros . That he hath not . Cel . No , hath not ? ( 32 ) Rosalind lacks , then , the love Which teacheth me ( 33 ) that thou and I am ...
... hast not , cousin ; Prithee , be cheerful : know'st thou not , the duke Hath banish'd me , his daughter ? Ros . That he hath not . Cel . No , hath not ? ( 32 ) Rosalind lacks , then , the love Which teacheth me ( 33 ) that thou and I am ...
Strana 25
... a lover As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow : But if thy love were ever like to mine , - As sure I think did never man love so , - How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to SCENE IV . ] 25 AS YOU LIKE IT .
... a lover As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow : But if thy love were ever like to mine , - As sure I think did never man love so , - How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to SCENE IV . ] 25 AS YOU LIKE IT .
Strana 26
... hast not lov'd : Or if thou hast not sat as I do now , Wearing ( 54 ) thy hearer in thy mistress ' praise , Thou hast not lov'd : Or if thou hast not broke from company Abruptly , as my passion now makes me , Thou hast not lov'd . - O ...
... hast not lov'd : Or if thou hast not sat as I do now , Wearing ( 54 ) thy hearer in thy mistress ' praise , Thou hast not lov'd : Or if thou hast not broke from company Abruptly , as my passion now makes me , Thou hast not lov'd . - O ...
Strana 32
... hast been a libertine , As sensual as the brutish sting itself ; And all th ' embossèd sores and headed evils , ( 64 ) That thou with license of free foot hast caught , Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world . Jaq . Why , who ...
... hast been a libertine , As sensual as the brutish sting itself ; And all th ' embossèd sores and headed evils , ( 64 ) That thou with license of free foot hast caught , Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world . Jaq . Why , who ...
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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...