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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Strana 25
... fool I ; when I was at home , I was in a better place : but travellers must be content . Ros . Ay , be so , good Touchstone . - Look you , who comes here ; A young man and an old in solemn talk . Enter CORIN and SILVIUS . Cor . That is ...
... fool I ; when I was at home , I was in a better place : but travellers must be content . Ros . Ay , be so , good Touchstone . - Look you , who comes here ; A young man and an old in solemn talk . Enter CORIN and SILVIUS . Cor . That is ...
Strana 26
... fool : he's not thy kinsman . * Jove , Jove ! & c . ] Perhaps this couplet , and the words " it grows some- thing stale with me , " in the next speech , are quoted from some ballad or poem . Touch . Your betters , sir . Cor . Else 26 ...
... fool : he's not thy kinsman . * Jove , Jove ! & c . ] Perhaps this couplet , and the words " it grows some- thing stale with me , " in the next speech , are quoted from some ballad or poem . Touch . Your betters , sir . Cor . Else 26 ...
Strana 29
... fools as he , An if he will come to me . Ami . What's that " ducdame " ? Jaq . ' Tis a Greek invocation , to call fools into a circle . I'll go sleep , if I can ; if I cannot , I'll rail against all the first - born of Egypt . Ami . And ...
... fools as he , An if he will come to me . Ami . What's that " ducdame " ? Jaq . ' Tis a Greek invocation , to call fools into a circle . I'll go sleep , if I can ; if I cannot , I'll rail against all the first - born of Egypt . Ami . And ...
Strana 30
... fool , a fool ! -I met a fool i ' the forest , A motley fool ; -a miserable world ! - As I do live by food , I met a fool ; Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun , And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms , In good set terms ...
... fool , a fool ! -I met a fool i ' the forest , A motley fool ; -a miserable world ! - As I do live by food , I met a fool ; Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun , And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms , In good set terms ...
Strana 31
... fool thus moral on the time , My lungs began to crow like chanticleer , That fools should be so deep - contemplative ; And I did laugh sans intermission An hour by his dial . - O noble fool ! A worthy fool ! -Motley's the only wear ...
... fool thus moral on the time , My lungs began to crow like chanticleer , That fools should be so deep - contemplative ; And I did laugh sans intermission An hour by his dial . - O noble fool ! A worthy fool ! -Motley's the only wear ...
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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...