The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Strana 46
... marry thee ; and to that end I have been with Sir Oliver Mar - text , the vicar of the next village , who hath pro- mis'd to meet me in this place of the foreft , and to cou- ple us . is Jaq . I would fain fee this meeting . Aud . Well ...
... marry thee ; and to that end I have been with Sir Oliver Mar - text , the vicar of the next village , who hath pro- mis'd to meet me in this place of the foreft , and to cou- ple us . is Jaq . I would fain fee this meeting . Aud . Well ...
Strana 47
... marry me well ; and not being well married , it will be a good ex- cufe for me hereafter to leave my wife . Jaq . Go thou with me , and let me counsel thee . Clo . Come , fweet Audrey , we must be married , or we muft live in bawdry ...
... marry me well ; and not being well married , it will be a good ex- cufe for me hereafter to leave my wife . Jaq . Go thou with me , and let me counsel thee . Clo . Come , fweet Audrey , we must be married , or we muft live in bawdry ...
Strana 54
... Marry that fhould you if I were your mistress , or I fhould think my honefty ranker than my wit , Orla . What , of my fuit ? Rof . Not out of your apparel , and yet out of your fuit . Am not I your Rofalind ? Orla . I take fome joy to ...
... Marry that fhould you if I were your mistress , or I fhould think my honefty ranker than my wit , Orla . What , of my fuit ? Rof . Not out of your apparel , and yet out of your fuit . Am not I your Rofalind ? Orla . I take fome joy to ...
Strana 55
... marry us . Cel . I cannot fay the words , Rof . You must begin , will you Orlando · Cel . Go to : will you Orlando have to wife this Rofalind ? Orla . I will . Rof . Ay , but when ? Orla . Why now , as faft as she can marry us . Ref ...
... marry us . Cel . I cannot fay the words , Rof . You must begin , will you Orlando · Cel . Go to : will you Orlando have to wife this Rofalind ? Orla . I will . Rof . Ay , but when ? Orla . Why now , as faft as she can marry us . Ref ...
Strana 56
... Marry , to fay fhe came to feek you there : you fhall never take her without her answer , unless you take her without her tongue . O that woman , that cannot make her fault her husband's accufation , let her never nurfe her child her ...
... Marry , to fay fhe came to feek you there : you fhall never take her without her answer , unless you take her without her tongue . O that woman , that cannot make her fault her husband's accufation , let her never nurfe her child her ...
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Strana 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Strana 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Strana 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Strana 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Strana 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Strana 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Strana 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...