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Strana 36
... fear . Leon . If he do fear God he must necessarily keep peace ; if he break the peace he ought to enter into a quarrel with fear and trembling . D. Pedro . And so will he do ; for the man doth fear God , howsoever it seems not in him ...
... fear . Leon . If he do fear God he must necessarily keep peace ; if he break the peace he ought to enter into a quarrel with fear and trembling . D. Pedro . And so will he do ; for the man doth fear God , howsoever it seems not in him ...
Strana 40
... Fear you not my part of the dialogue . Hero . Then go we near her , that her ear lose nothing Of the false sweet bait that we lay for it.- [ They advance to the bower . No , truly , Ursula , she is too disdainful ; I know , her spirits ...
... Fear you not my part of the dialogue . Hero . Then go we near her , that her ear lose nothing Of the false sweet bait that we lay for it.- [ They advance to the bower . No , truly , Ursula , she is too disdainful ; I know , her spirits ...
Strana 74
... fear thee not . Claud . Marry , beshrew my hand , If it should give your age such cause of fear : In faith , my hand meant nothing to my sword . Leon . Tush , tush , man , never fleer and jest at me : I speak not like a dotard , nor a ...
... fear thee not . Claud . Marry , beshrew my hand , If it should give your age such cause of fear : In faith , my hand meant nothing to my sword . Leon . Tush , tush , man , never fleer and jest at me : I speak not like a dotard , nor a ...
Strana 90
... fear not , man , we'll tip thy horns with gold , And all Europa shall rejoice at thee ; As once Europa did at lusty Jove , When he would play the noble beast in love . Bene . Bull Jove , sir , had an amiable low ; And some such strange ...
... fear not , man , we'll tip thy horns with gold , And all Europa shall rejoice at thee ; As once Europa did at lusty Jove , When he would play the noble beast in love . Bene . Bull Jove , sir , had an amiable low ; And some such strange ...
Strana 105
... the duke continue these favours to- wards you , Cesario , you are like to be much advanced ; he hath known you but three days , and already you are no stranger . Vio . You either fear his humour , or my SC . IV . OR , WHAT YOU WILL . 105.
... the duke continue these favours to- wards you , Cesario , you are like to be much advanced ; he hath known you but three days , and already you are no stranger . Vio . You either fear his humour , or my SC . IV . OR , WHAT YOU WILL . 105.
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Strana 42 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Strana 43 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes,...
Strana 260 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Strana 25 - The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Strana 118 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Strana 103 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.
Strana 43 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh,...
Strana 30 - All this I give you. Let me be your servant : Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Strana 244 - Until his ink were temper d with Love's sighs. O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's eyes this doctrine I derive : They sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world...
Strana 284 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, 920 Unpleasing to a married ear!