Shakespeare's As You Like itAmerican book Company, 1910 - 112 Seiten Comedy about all kinds of love--physical and intellectual, sentimental and cynical, enduring love between friends, and romantic love at first sight. |
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... enter the lists in a contest arranged for the following day , as it would go hard with the young man should he do so , since he ( Charles ) contends for his reputation at this meeting . But Oliver discloses to Charles the feeling he has ...
... enter the lists in a contest arranged for the following day , as it would go hard with the young man should he do so , since he ( Charles ) contends for his reputation at this meeting . But Oliver discloses to Charles the feeling he has ...
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... Enter ORLANDO and ADAM . Orlando . As I remember , Adam , it was upon this fashion : he bequeathed me by will but poor a1 thousand crowns , and , as thou say'st , charg'd my brother , on his blessing , to breed me well ; and there ...
... Enter ORLANDO and ADAM . Orlando . As I remember , Adam , it was upon this fashion : he bequeathed me by will but poor a1 thousand crowns , and , as thou say'st , charg'd my brother , on his blessing , to breed me well ; and there ...
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... Enter OLIVER . Oliver . Now , sir ! what make you here ? 5 Orlando . Nothing ; I am not taught to make anything . Oliver . What mar you then , sir ? 6 Orlando . Marry , sir , I am helping you to mar that which God made- a poor unworthy ...
... Enter OLIVER . Oliver . Now , sir ! what make you here ? 5 Orlando . Nothing ; I am not taught to make anything . Oliver . What mar you then , sir ? 6 Orlando . Marry , sir , I am helping you to mar that which God made- a poor unworthy ...
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... Enter DENNIS . Dennis . Calls your worship ? Oliver . Was not Charles , the Duke's wrestler , here to speak with me ? Dennis . So please you , he is here at the door and importunes access to you . Oliver . Call him in . [ Exit Dennis ...
... Enter DENNIS . Dennis . Calls your worship ? Oliver . Was not Charles , the Duke's wrestler , here to speak with me ? Dennis . So please you , he is here at the door and importunes access to you . Oliver . Call him in . [ Exit Dennis ...
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... Enter CELIA and ROSALIND . Celia . I pray thee , Rosalind , sweet my coz , be merry . Rosalind . Dear Celia , I show more mirth than I am mistress of ; and would you yet I were merrier ? Unless you could teach me to forget a banished ...
... Enter CELIA and ROSALIND . Celia . I pray thee , Rosalind , sweet my coz , be merry . Rosalind . Dear Celia , I show more mirth than I am mistress of ; and would you yet I were merrier ? Unless you could teach me to forget a banished ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Aliena Amiens Audrey banish'd banished bear beard Beau better brother Charles chide comes Corin counterfeited court courtier cousin daughter diest doth Duke F DUKE FREDERICK Duke's Enter DUKE Enter ORLANDO Enter ROSALIND Enter TOUCHSTONE Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fool Forest of Arden fortune Ganymede gentle give grace hand hath hear heart Heaven Heigh-ho Hellespont hither honor Hymen Jaques Julius Cæsar Jupiter kiss ladies Le Beau live look lord lov'd lover man's marriage marry master Merchant of Venice merry mistress Monsieur motley fool Note Oliver's Phebe pity play poor pray prithee reading scene Shakespeare's shalt shepherd sight Silvius Sir Oliver Sir Rowland song speak swear sweet tell thank thee thou art to-morrow tree Trojan War verse weep William wise withal woman word wrestler wrestling young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 46 - A 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, and yet a motley fool. Good-morrow, fool, quoth I. No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune.
Seite 39 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Seite 50 - But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
Seite 78 - But these are all lies ; men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Seite 48 - Invest me in my motley ; give me leave To speak my mind, and I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.
Seite 51 - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Seite 47 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please ; for so fools have ; And they that are most galled with my folly, 50 They most must laugh.
Seite 35 - To-day my Lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Seite 52 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Seite 76 - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these : but 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.