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Love my wife ? Pist . With liver burning hot : Prevent , or go thou , Like sir Actæon
he , with Ring - wood at thy heels : 0 , odious is the name ! Ford . What name , sir
? Pist . The horn , I say : Farewell . Take heed ; have open eye ; for thieves do ...
Love my wife ? Pist . With liver burning hot : Prevent , or go thou , Like sir Actæon
he , with Ring - wood at thy heels : 0 , odious is the name ! Ford . What name , sir
? Pist . The horn , I say : Farewell . Take heed ; have open eye ; for thieves do ...
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me messenger to your worship : Mistress Page hath her hearty commendations
to you too ; - and let me tell you in your ear , she's as fartuous a civil modest wife ,
and one ( I tell you ) that will not miss your morning nor evening prayer , as any is
...
me messenger to your worship : Mistress Page hath her hearty commendations
to you too ; - and let me tell you in your ear , she's as fartuous a civil modest wife ,
and one ( I tell you ) that will not miss your morning nor evening prayer , as any is
...
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I will stare him out of his wits ; I will awe him with my cudgel : it shall hang like a
meteor o'er his horns : master Brook , thou shalt know , I will predominate o'er the
peasant , and thou shalt have his wife.- Come to me soon at night : - Ford's a ...
I will stare him out of his wits ; I will awe him with my cudgel : it shall hang like a
meteor o'er his horns : master Brook , thou shalt know , I will predominate o'er the
peasant , and thou shalt have his wife.- Come to me soon at night : - Ford's a ...
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Truly , sir , to see your wife : Is she at home ? Ford . Ay ; and as idle as she may
hang together , for want of company : I think if your husbands were dead , you two
would marry . Mrs. Page . Be sure of that , —two other husbands . Ford . Where ...
Truly , sir , to see your wife : Is she at home ? Ford . Ay ; and as idle as she may
hang together , for want of company : I think if your husbands were dead , you two
would marry . Mrs. Page . Be sure of that , —two other husbands . Ford . Where ...
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And as wicked as his wife ? Eva . And given to taverns , and sack , and wine , and
metheglins , and to drinkings , and swearings , and starings , pribbles and
prabbles ? Fal . Well , I am your theme : you have the start of me : I am dejected ; I
am ...
And as wicked as his wife ? Eva . And given to taverns , and sack , and wine , and
metheglins , and to drinkings , and swearings , and starings , pribbles and
prabbles ? Fal . Well , I am your theme : you have the start of me : I am dejected ; I
am ...
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Seite 27 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Seite 235 - 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 sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Seite 312 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Seite 17 - Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; would'st give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Seite 263 - 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.
Seite 263 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Seite 67 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
Seite 100 - Not for the world : why, man, she is mine own ; And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Seite 265 - 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.
Seite 62 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back...