The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by Henry Glassford Bell...Porteous, 1865 |
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... head on her shoulders for all Messina , as like him as she is . Beat . I wonder that you will still be talking , Signior Benedick ; nobody marks you . Bene . What , my dear Lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? Beat . Is it possible ...
... head on her shoulders for all Messina , as like him as she is . Beat . I wonder that you will still be talking , Signior Benedick ; nobody marks you . Bene . What , my dear Lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? Beat . Is it possible ...
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... head , or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick , all women shall pardon me . Because I will not do them the wrong to mistrust any , I will do myself the right to trust none ; and the fine is , for the which I may go the finer , —I ...
... head , or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick , all women shall pardon me . Because I will not do them the wrong to mistrust any , I will do myself the right to trust none ; and the fine is , for the which I may go the finer , —I ...
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... head , and say , Get you to heaven , Beatrice ; get you to heaven : here's no place for you maids : so deliver I up my apes and away to Saint Peter for the heavens ; he shows me where the bachelors sit , and there live we as merry as ...
... head , and say , Get you to heaven , Beatrice ; get you to heaven : here's no place for you maids : so deliver I up my apes and away to Saint Peter for the heavens ; he shows me where the bachelors sit , and there live we as merry as ...
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... head . Ant . To tell you true , I counterfeit him . Urs . You could never do him so ill - well unless you were the very man . Here's his dry hand up and down : you are he ; you are he . Ant . At a word , I am not . Urs . Come , come ...
... head . Ant . To tell you true , I counterfeit him . Urs . You could never do him so ill - well unless you were the very man . Here's his dry hand up and down : you are he ; you are he . Ant . At a word , I am not . Urs . Come , come ...
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... head at so long a breathing ; but I warrant thee , Claudio , the time shall not go dully by us . I will in the interim undertake one of Hercules's labours ; which is , to bring Signior Benedick and the Lady Beatrice into a mountain of ...
... head at so long a breathing ; but I warrant thee , Claudio , the time shall not go dully by us . I will in the interim undertake one of Hercules's labours ; which is , to bring Signior Benedick and the Lady Beatrice into a mountain of ...
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Strana 267 - Now, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, 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 245 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Strana 278 - Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school : and then, the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad 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 94 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet...