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When I did hear The motley fool thus moral on the time , My lungs began to crow
like chanticleer , That fools should be so deep - contemplative ; And I did laugh ,
sans intermission , An hour by his dial . - O noble fool ! A worthy fool ! Motley ' s ...
When I did hear The motley fool thus moral on the time , My lungs began to crow
like chanticleer , That fools should be so deep - contemplative ; And I did laugh ,
sans intermission , An hour by his dial . - O noble fool ! A worthy fool ! Motley ' s ...
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For these two hours , Rosalind , I will leave thee . Ros . Alas , dear love , I cannot
lack thee two hours . ... jot of your promise , or come one minute behind your hour
, I will think you the most pathetical break - promise , and the most hollow lover ...
For these two hours , Rosalind , I will leave thee . Ros . Alas , dear love , I cannot
lack thee two hours . ... jot of your promise , or come one minute behind your hour
, I will think you the most pathetical break - promise , and the most hollow lover ...
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Come now ; what masks , what dances shall we have , To wear away this long
age of three hours , Between our after - supper , and bed - time ? Where is our
usual ... Is there no play , To ease the anguish of a torturing hour ? Call
Philostrate .
Come now ; what masks , what dances shall we have , To wear away this long
age of three hours , Between our after - supper , and bed - time ? Where is our
usual ... Is there no play , To ease the anguish of a torturing hour ? Call
Philostrate .
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I talk ' d with no man at that hour , my lord . D . Pedro . Why , then you are no
maiden . Leonato , I am sorry you must hear ; Upon mine honour , Myself , my
brother , and this grieved count , Did see her , hear her , at that hour last night ,
Talk with ...
I talk ' d with no man at that hour , my lord . D . Pedro . Why , then you are no
maiden . Leonato , I am sorry you must hear ; Upon mine honour , Myself , my
brother , and this grieved count , Did see her , hear her , at that hour last night ,
Talk with ...
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By my troth , sir , if I were to live this present hour , ' I will tell true . Let me see :
Spurio a hundred and fifty , Sebastian so many , Corambus so many , Jaques so
many ; Guiltian , Cosmo , Lodowick , and Gratii , two hundred fifty each : mine
own ...
By my troth , sir , if I were to live this present hour , ' I will tell true . Let me see :
Spurio a hundred and fifty , Sebastian so many , Corambus so many , Jaques so
many ; Guiltian , Cosmo , Lodowick , and Gratii , two hundred fifty each : mine
own ...
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Seite 35 - 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. 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 139 - The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt : The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven ; And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name.
Seite 22 - 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 35 - Even in the cannon's mouth; and then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lin'd With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part; the sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd...
Seite 181 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.