Comedy of As You Like itHarper [& Brothers,], 1880 |
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... quoth he , ' thou mak'st a testament , As worldlings do , giving thy sum of more To that which had too much . ' Then , being there alone , Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends ; " T is right , ' quoth he , The flux of company ...
... quoth he , ' thou mak'st a testament , As worldlings do , giving thy sum of more To that which had too much . ' Then , being there alone , Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends ; " T is right , ' quoth he , The flux of company ...
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... quoth I. No , sir , ' quoth he , ' Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune . ' And then he drew a dial from his poke , And , looking on it with lack - lustre eye , Says very wisely , ' It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see ...
... quoth I. No , sir , ' quoth he , ' Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune . ' And then he drew a dial from his poke , And , looking on it with lack - lustre eye , Says very wisely , ' It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see ...
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... quoth hee , for the honor of Sir John of Bourdeaux , our renowmed father , to famous that house that never hath bin found without men approoved in chivalrie , shewe thy resolution to be peremp- torie . For myselfe thou knowest , though ...
... quoth hee , for the honor of Sir John of Bourdeaux , our renowmed father , to famous that house that never hath bin found without men approoved in chivalrie , shewe thy resolution to be peremp- torie . For myselfe thou knowest , though ...
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... quoth he to himselfe , her face is so ful of favour , that it pleades i . 3. pittie in the eye of every man : her beauty is so heavenly and de- vine , that she wil prove to me as Helen did to Priam : some one of the peeres wil ayme at ...
... quoth he to himselfe , her face is so ful of favour , that it pleades i . 3. pittie in the eye of every man : her beauty is so heavenly and de- vine , that she wil prove to me as Helen did to Priam : some one of the peeres wil ayme at ...
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... quoth he , I sorrow not to dye , but I grieve at the maner of my death . Might I with my launce encoun- ter the enemy , and so die in the field , it were honour , and content : might I , Adam , combate with some wilde beast , and perish ...
... quoth he , I sorrow not to dye , but I grieve at the maner of my death . Might I with my launce encoun- ter the enemy , and so die in the field , it were honour , and content : might I , Adam , combate with some wilde beast , and perish ...
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accent Adam Adam Spencer Aliena Amiens Audrey bear beard Beau beauty Ben Jonson better brother Celia Charles Coll comedy Coridon Corin Cotgrave court Cymb doth Duke Frederick Duke Senior edition Enter Exeunt eyes fair Faques father favour folio fool forest of Arden fortune Ganimede gentle Gerismond give grace Halliwell quotes hast hath heart hither honour humorous Jaques Julius Cæsar Lear lief live Lodge's novel look lord lover Macb marry means melancholy merry mistress Montanus nature never Oliver Orlando passage passion Phebe Phoebe play poor pray prithee quintain quoth remarks Rich Rosader Rosalind Saladyne SCENE Shakespeare Shakspere shalt shepherd sigh Silvius song Sonn speak Steevens quotes sweet Temp thee thou art thought Thrasonical Touchstone troth Twelfth Night unto verses Vincentio Saviolo Warb withal woman word youth
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Seite 58 - And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets, Come hither, come hither, come hither : Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.
Seite 53 - O good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat but for promotion, And having that do choke their service up Even with the having; it is not so with thee.
Seite 53 - 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 50 The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly...
Seite 54 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I : when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Seite 53 - When service should in my old limbs lie lame And unregarded age in corners thrown : Take that, and He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age ! Here is the gold ; All this I give you.
Seite 152 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Seite 49 - 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 : To the which place a poor sequester'd stag, That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt, Did come to languish...
Seite 61 - Provided that you weed your better judgments Of all opinion that grows rank in them That I am wise. I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind...
Seite 90 - 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.
Seite 60 - And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, ' It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see,' quoth he, 'how the world wags: 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.