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 taleWhittaker & Company, 1842 |
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... Sir TOBY BELCH , Uncle to Olivia . Sir ANDREW AGUE - CHEEK . MALVOLIO , Steward to Olivia . FABIAN , } Clown , Servants to Olivia . OLIVIA , a rich Countess . VIOLA , in love with the Duke . MARIA , Olivia's Woman . Lords , Priests ...
... Sir TOBY BELCH , Uncle to Olivia . Sir ANDREW AGUE - CHEEK . MALVOLIO , Steward to Olivia . FABIAN , } Clown , Servants to Olivia . OLIVIA , a rich Countess . VIOLA , in love with the Duke . MARIA , Olivia's Woman . Lords , Priests ...
Strana 330
... Sir TOBY BELCH , and MARIA . Sir To . What a plague means my niece , to take the death of her brother thus ? I am ... Andrew Ague - cheek ? Mar. Ay , he . Sir To . He's as tall a man as any's in Illyria ' " . Mar. What's that to ...
... Sir TOBY BELCH , and MARIA . Sir To . What a plague means my niece , to take the death of her brother thus ? I am ... Andrew Ague - cheek ? Mar. Ay , he . Sir To . He's as tall a man as any's in Illyria ' " . Mar. What's that to ...
Strana 331
... Sir To . Fie , that you'll say so ! he plays o ' the viol- de - gamboys ' , and speaks three or four languages word ... Andrew Ague - face . Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE - CHEEK . Sir And . Sir Toby Belch ! how now , Sir Toby Belch ? Sir ...
... Sir To . Fie , that you'll say so ! he plays o ' the viol- de - gamboys ' , and speaks three or four languages word ... Andrew Ague - face . Enter Sir ANDREW AGUE - CHEEK . Sir And . Sir Toby Belch ! how now , Sir Toby Belch ? Sir ...
Strana 352
... Sir ANDREW AGUECHEEK . Sir To . Approach , sir Andrew : not to be a - bed after midnight is to be up betimes ; and diluculo surgere , thou know'st , - Sir And . Nay , by my troth , I know not ; but I know , to be up late , is to be ...
... Sir ANDREW AGUECHEEK . Sir To . Approach , sir Andrew : not to be a - bed after midnight is to be up betimes ; and diluculo surgere , thou know'st , - Sir And . Nay , by my troth , I know not ; but I know , to be up late , is to be ...
Strana 365
William Shakespeare John Payne Collier. SCENE V. OLIVIA'S Garden . Enter Sir TOBY BELCH , Sir ANDREW AGUE - CHEEK , and FABIAN . Sir To . Come thy ways , signior Fabian . Fab . Nay , I'll come : if I lose a scruple of this sport , let me ...
William Shakespeare John Payne Collier. SCENE V. OLIVIA'S Garden . Enter Sir TOBY BELCH , Sir ANDREW AGUE - CHEEK , and FABIAN . Sir To . Come thy ways , signior Fabian . Fab . Nay , I'll come : if I lose a scruple of this sport , let me ...
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Antigonus Baptista Bertram better Bianca Bion BIONDELLO brother Camillo Clown Count daughter doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fool Forest of Arden Gent gentleman George Buc give Grumio hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Hortensio Illyria Kate Kath KATHARINA king knave lady Leon Leontes look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucentio madam maid Malone Malvolio marry master means mistress modern editors never night old copies Olivia Orlando Padua Pandosto Parolles Petruchio Phebe play Polixenes pr'ythee pray printed Rosalind Rousillon SCENE second folio servant Shakespeare Shep Shrew Sicilia signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Tranio Viola wife Winter's Tale word
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Strana 27 - 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 45 - 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 325 - IF music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ; — it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Strana 44 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Strana 488 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
Strana 354 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low. Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Strana 199 - What is she, but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am asham'd, that women are so simple To offer war, where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.