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 58
... thought runs before her actions . Orl . So do all thoughts , they are winged . Ros . Now tell me how long you would have her , after you have possessed her . Orl . For ever and a day . Ros . Say a day , without the ever . No , no ...
... thought runs before her actions . Orl . So do all thoughts , they are winged . Ros . Now tell me how long you would have her , after you have possessed her . Orl . For ever and a day . Ros . Say a day , without the ever . No , no ...
Strana 59
... thought no less - that flattering tongue of yours won me : - ' tis but one cast away , and so , -come , death ! -Two o'clock is your hour ? Orl . Ay , sweet Rosalind . Ros . By my troth , and in good earnest , and so God mend me , and ...
... thought no less - that flattering tongue of yours won me : - ' tis but one cast away , and so , -come , death ! -Two o'clock is your hour ? Orl . Ay , sweet Rosalind . Ros . By my troth , and in good earnest , and so God mend me , and ...
Strana 68
... thought thy heart had been wounded with the claws of a lion . Orl . Wounded it is , but with the eyes of a lady . Ros . Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to swoon ( 144 ) when he showed me your handkercher ? Orl . Ay , and ...
... thought thy heart had been wounded with the claws of a lion . Orl . Wounded it is , but with the eyes of a lady . Ros . Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to swoon ( 144 ) when he showed me your handkercher ? Orl . Ay , and ...
Strana 74
... thought but of an " if , " as , " If you said so , then I said so ; " and they shook hands , and swore brothers . Your " if " is the only peace - maker ; much virtue in " if . ” Jaq . Is not this a rare fellow , my lord ? he's as ( 161 ) ...
... thought but of an " if , " as , " If you said so , then I said so ; " and they shook hands , and swore brothers . Your " if " is the only peace - maker ; much virtue in " if . ” Jaq . Is not this a rare fellow , my lord ? he's as ( 161 ) ...
Strana 79
... thought between ' stay ' and ' keep ' is necessary to the antithetical point of the sentence . " P. 6. ( 3 ) " prodigal's portion " The folio has " prodigall portion . " P. 6. ( 4 ) " reverence . " Warburton reads “ revenue " ( which ...
... thought between ' stay ' and ' keep ' is necessary to the antithetical point of the sentence . " P. 6. ( 3 ) " prodigal's portion " The folio has " prodigall portion . " P. 6. ( 4 ) " reverence . " Warburton reads “ revenue " ( which ...
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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...