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 16
... keep his daughter company ; whose loves Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters . But I can tell you , that of late this duke Hath ta'en displeasure ' gainst his gentle niece , Grounded upon no other argument But that the people ...
... keep his daughter company ; whose loves Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters . But I can tell you , that of late this duke Hath ta'en displeasure ' gainst his gentle niece , Grounded upon no other argument But that the people ...
Strana 51
... keeps : but now mine eyes , Which I have darted at thee , hurt thee not ; Nor , I am sure , there is no force in eyes That can do hurt . ( 105 ) Sil . O dear Phebe , If ever - as that ever may be near- You meet in some fresh cheek the ...
... keeps : but now mine eyes , Which I have darted at thee , hurt thee not ; Nor , I am sure , there is no force in eyes That can do hurt . ( 105 ) Sil . O dear Phebe , If ever - as that ever may be near- You meet in some fresh cheek the ...
Strana 58
... wit , he might say , - " Wit , whither wilt ? " Ros . Nay , you might keep that check for it till you met your wife's wit going to your neighbour's bed . Orl . And what wit could wit have to excuse 58 [ ACT IV . AS YOU LIKE IT .
... wit , he might say , - " Wit , whither wilt ? " Ros . Nay , you might keep that check for it till you met your wife's wit going to your neighbour's bed . Orl . And what wit could wit have to excuse 58 [ ACT IV . AS YOU LIKE IT .
Strana 59
... keep your promise . Orl . With no less religion than if thou wert indeed my Rosalind so , adieu . Ros . Well , Time is the old justice that examines all such offenders , and let Time try : adieu . [ Exit Orlando . Cel . You have simply ...
... keep your promise . Orl . With no less religion than if thou wert indeed my Rosalind so , adieu . Ros . Well , Time is the old justice that examines all such offenders , and let Time try : adieu . [ Exit Orlando . Cel . You have simply ...
Strana 63
... keep itself ; There's none within . Oli . If that an eye may profit by a tongue , Then should I know you by description ; Such garments and such years : - " The boy is fair , Of female favour , and bestows himself Like a ripe sister ...
... keep itself ; There's none within . Oli . If that an eye may profit by a tongue , Then should I know you by description ; Such garments and such years : - " The boy is fair , Of female favour , and bestows himself Like a ripe sister ...
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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...