The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, Band 3R. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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... comes my master , your brot Orla . Go apart , Adam , and thou fhalt hear he will shake me up . Oli . Now , fir ... Come , come , elder brother , 4 AS YOU LIKE IT .
... comes my master , your brot Orla . Go apart , Adam , and thou fhalt hear he will shake me up . Oli . Now , fir ... Come , come , elder brother , 4 AS YOU LIKE IT .
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... comes Monfieur Le Beau . Enter LE BEAU . Ref . With his mouth full of news . Cel . Which he will put on us , as pigeons feed their young . Rof . Then fhall we be news - cramm'd . Cel . All the better ; we fhall be the more mar- ketable ...
... comes Monfieur Le Beau . Enter LE BEAU . Ref . With his mouth full of news . Cel . Which he will put on us , as pigeons feed their young . Rof . Then fhall we be news - cramm'd . Cel . All the better ; we fhall be the more mar- ketable ...
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... comes an old man and his three fons- Gel . I could match this beginning with an old tale . Le Beau . Three proper young men , of excellent growth and prefence- Rof . With bills on their necks , -Be it known unto- : all men by thefe ...
... comes an old man and his three fons- Gel . I could match this beginning with an old tale . Le Beau . Three proper young men , of excellent growth and prefence- Rof . With bills on their necks , -Be it known unto- : all men by thefe ...
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... comes the duke . Cel . With his eyes full of anger . Duke . Miftrefs , dispatch you with your safest haste , And get you from our court . Rof . Me , uncle ? Duke . You , coufin : Within these ten days if that thou be'st found So near ...
... comes the duke . Cel . With his eyes full of anger . Duke . Miftrefs , dispatch you with your safest haste , And get you from our court . Rof . Me , uncle ? Duke . You , coufin : Within these ten days if that thou be'st found So near ...
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... comes here ; a young man , and an old , in folemn talk . Enter CORIN , and SYLVIUS . Cor . That is the way to make her scorn you still . Syl . O Corin , that thou knew'st how I do love her ! Cor . I partly guess ; for I have lov'd ere ...
... comes here ; a young man , and an old , in folemn talk . Enter CORIN , and SYLVIUS . Cor . That is the way to make her scorn you still . Syl . O Corin , that thou knew'st how I do love her ! Cor . I partly guess ; for I have lov'd ere ...
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Seite 14 - Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? I'll have her, but I will not keep her long. What ! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, To take her in her heart's extremest hate ; With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, The bleeding witness of her hatred by ; Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I no friends to back my suit withal, But the plain devil, and dissembling looks...
Seite 27 - 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 53 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.
Seite 29 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, — Such terrible impression made my dream.
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 39 - And then the whining schoolboy, 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 23 - Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the toad.' ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in, stones, and good in every thing.
Seite 69 - Hero had turned nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night ; for good youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont, and being taken with the cramp, was drowned, and the foolish chroniclers of that age found it was — Hero of Sestos. But these are all lies ; men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Seite 39 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Seite 2 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.