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 taleWhittaker & Company, 1842 |
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... thoughts , wherein I confess me much guilty , to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing . But let your fair eyes , and gentle wishes , go with me to my trial : wherein if I be foiled , there is but one shamed that was never ...
... thoughts , wherein I confess me much guilty , to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing . But let your fair eyes , and gentle wishes , go with me to my trial : wherein if I be foiled , there is but one shamed that was never ...
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... thought unborn Did I offend your highness . Duke F. Thus do all traitors : If their purgation did consist in words , They are as innocent as grace itself . Let it suffice thee , that I trust thee not . Ros . Yet your mistrust cannot ...
... thought unborn Did I offend your highness . Duke F. Thus do all traitors : If their purgation did consist in words , They are as innocent as grace itself . Let it suffice thee , that I trust thee not . Ros . Yet your mistrust cannot ...
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... thought from two lines in " Montanus ' Sonnet , " in Lodge's " Rosalynde . " See " Shakespeare's Library , " part ii . p . 93 . " About her wond'ring stood The citizens of the wood . " Should , in their own confines , with forked heads ...
... thought from two lines in " Montanus ' Sonnet , " in Lodge's " Rosalynde . " See " Shakespeare's Library , " part ii . p . 93 . " About her wond'ring stood The citizens of the wood . " Should , in their own confines , with forked heads ...
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... thought , that all things had been savage here , And therefore put I on the countenance Of stern commandment . But whate'er you are , That , in this desert inaccessible , Under the shade of melancholy boughs , Lose and neglect the ...
... thought , that all things had been savage here , And therefore put I on the countenance Of stern commandment . But whate'er you are , That , in this desert inaccessible , Under the shade of melancholy boughs , Lose and neglect the ...
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... thoughts I'll character , That every eye , which in this forest looks , Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where . Run , run , Orlando : carve , on every tree , The fair , the chaste , and unexpressive ' she . Enter CORIN and ...
... thoughts I'll character , That every eye , which in this forest looks , Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where . Run , run , Orlando : carve , on every tree , The fair , the chaste , and unexpressive ' she . Enter CORIN and ...
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Seite 27 - The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Seite 45 - 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. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh,...
Seite 325 - 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 south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Seite 44 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Seite 488 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
Seite 354 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low. Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Seite 199 - What is she, but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am asham'd, that women are so simple To offer war, where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.