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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Strana 15
... thou art . Touch . By my knavery , if I had it , then I were ; but if you swear by that that is not , you are not forsworn : no more was this knight , swearing by his honour , for he never had any ; or if he had , he had sworn it away ...
... thou art . Touch . By my knavery , if I had it , then I were ; but if you swear by that that is not , you are not forsworn : no more was this knight , swearing by his honour , for he never had any ; or if he had , he had sworn it away ...
Strana 20
... thy father honourable , But I did find him still mine enemy : Thou shouldst have better pleas'd me with this deed , Hadst thou descended from another house . But fare thee well ; thou art a gallant youth . I would thou hadst told me of ...
... thy father honourable , But I did find him still mine enemy : Thou shouldst have better pleas'd me with this deed , Hadst thou descended from another house . But fare thee well ; thou art a gallant youth . I would thou hadst told me of ...
Strana 21
... thou art overthrown . Or Charles , or something weaker , masters thee . Le Beau . Good sir , I do in friendship counsel To leave this place . Albeit you have deserv'd High commendation , true applause , and love , Yet such is now the ...
... thou art overthrown . Or Charles , or something weaker , masters thee . Le Beau . Good sir , I do in friendship counsel To leave this place . Albeit you have deserv'd High commendation , true applause , and love , Yet such is now the ...
Strana 24
... Thou art thy father's daughter ; there's enough . Ros . So was I when your highness took his duke- dom ; So was I when your highness banish'd him . Treason is not inherited , my lord ; Or if we did derive it from our friends , What's ...
... Thou art thy father's daughter ; there's enough . Ros . So was I when your highness took his duke- dom ; So was I when your highness banish'd him . Treason is not inherited , my lord ; Or if we did derive it from our friends , What's ...
Strana 25
... Thou art a fool : she robs thee of thy name ; And thou wilt virtuous , show more bright , and seem more When she is gone . Then , open not thy lips : Firm and irrevocable is my doom Which I have pass'd upon her . She is banish'd . Cel ...
... Thou art a fool : she robs thee of thy name ; And thou wilt virtuous , show more bright , and seem more When she is gone . Then , open not thy lips : Firm and irrevocable is my doom Which I have pass'd upon her . She is banish'd . Cel ...
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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 Gremio 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.