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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... thank thee for thy love to me , which thou shalt find I will most kindly requite . I had myself notice of my brother's purpose herein , and have by underhand means laboured to dissuade him from it ; but he is resolute . I'll tell thee ...
... thank thee for thy love to me , which thou shalt find I will most kindly requite . I had myself notice of my brother's purpose herein , and have by underhand means laboured to dissuade him from it ; but he is resolute . I'll tell thee ...
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... thank him and encourage him : My father's rough and envious disposition Sticks me at heart . - Sir , you have well deserv'd : If you do keep your promises in love But justly , as you have exceeded promise , ( 24 ) Your mistress shall be ...
... thank him and encourage him : My father's rough and envious disposition Sticks me at heart . - Sir , you have well deserv'd : If you do keep your promises in love But justly , as you have exceeded promise , ( 24 ) Your mistress shall be ...
Strana 28
... thank any man , I'll thank you : but that they call compliment is like the encounter of two dog - apes ; and when a man thanks me heartily , methinks I have given him a penny , and he renders me the beggarly thanks . Come , sing ; and ...
... thank any man , I'll thank you : but that they call compliment is like the encounter of two dog - apes ; and when a man thanks me heartily , methinks I have given him a penny , and he renders me the beggarly thanks . Come , sing ; and ...
Strana 33
... thank ye ; and be bless'd for your good comfort ! Duke S. Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy : This wide and universal theatre VOL . III . D [ Exit . Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play SCENE VII . ] 33 AS ...
... thank ye ; and be bless'd for your good comfort ! Duke S. Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy : This wide and universal theatre VOL . III . D [ Exit . Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play SCENE VII . ] 33 AS ...
Strana 34
... thank you most for him . Adam . So had you : - need : - I scarce can speak to thank you for myself . Duke S. Welcome ; fall to : I will not trouble you As yet , to question you about your fortunes.— Give us some music ; and , good ...
... thank you most for him . Adam . So had you : - need : - I scarce can speak to thank you for myself . Duke S. Welcome ; fall to : I will not trouble you As yet , to question you about your fortunes.— Give us some music ; and , good ...
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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...