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 8
... hath a disposition to come in dis- guised against me to try a fall . To - morrow , sir , I wrestle for my credit ; and he that escapes me without some broken limb shall acquit him well . Your brother is but young and ten- der ; and ...
... hath a disposition to come in dis- guised against me to try a fall . To - morrow , sir , I wrestle for my credit ; and he that escapes me without some broken limb shall acquit him well . Your brother is but young and ten- der ; and ...
Strana 9
... hath no child but I , nor none is like to have : and , truly , when he dies , thou shalt be his heir ; for what he hath taken away from thy father perforce , I will render thee again in affection ; by mine honour , I will ; and when I ...
... hath no child but I , nor none is like to have : and , truly , when he dies , thou shalt be his heir ; for what he hath taken away from thy father perforce , I will render thee again in affection ; by mine honour , I will ; and when I ...
Strana 10
... hath given us wit to flout at Fortune , hath not Fortune sent in this fool to cut off the argument ? Enter TOUCHSTONE . Ros . Indeed , then is Fortune ( 12 ) too hard for Nature , when Fortune makes Nature's natural the cutter - off of ...
... hath given us wit to flout at Fortune , hath not Fortune sent in this fool to cut off the argument ? Enter TOUCHSTONE . Ros . Indeed , then is Fortune ( 12 ) too hard for Nature , when Fortune makes Nature's natural the cutter - off of ...
Strana 14
... hath in it a more modest working . Duke F. You shall try but one fall . Cha . No , I warrant your grace , you shall not entreat him to a second , that have so mightily persuaded him from a first . Orl . You mean ( 23 ) to mock me after ...
... hath in it a more modest working . Duke F. You shall try but one fall . Cha . No , I warrant your grace , you shall not entreat him to a second , that have so mightily persuaded him from a first . Orl . You mean ( 23 ) to mock me after ...
Strana 16
... Hath ta'en displeasure ' gainst his gentle niece , Grounded upon no other argument But that the people praise her for her virtues , And pity her for her good father's sake ; And , on my life , his malice ' gainst the lady Will suddenly ...
... Hath ta'en displeasure ' gainst his gentle niece , Grounded upon no other argument But that the people praise her for her virtues , And pity her for her good father's sake ; And , on my life , his malice ' gainst the lady Will suddenly ...
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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...