Shakespeare no deerstealer, or, A short account of Fulbroke park, near Stratford-on-Avon, Band 234

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Seite 27 - It is certain that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is caught, as men take diseases, one of another; therefore let men take heed of their company.
Seite 26 - Shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and Cust-alorum? Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too ; and a gentleman born, master parson ; who writes himself armigero ; in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, armigero.
Seite 29 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each.
Seite 30 - 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...
Seite 30 - 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 4 - A parliament member, a justice of peace, At home a poor scarecrow, at London an asse, If lowsie is Lucy, as some volke miscalle it, Then Lucy is lowsie, whatever befall it. He thinks himself great ; Yet an asse in his state, We allow, by his ears, but with asses to mate. If Lucy is lowsie as some volke miscall it, Then sing lowsie Lucy whatever befall it speare did not wait to brave the united puissance of a Knight of the Shire and a country attorney.
Seite 29 - I was with Hercules and Cadmus once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta : never did I hear Such gallant chiding ; for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry : I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
Seite 4 - And though this, probably the first essay of his poetry, be lost, yet it is said to have been so very bitter, that it redoubled the prosecution against him to that degree, that he was obliged to leave his business and family in Warwickshire, for some time, and shelter himself in London.
Seite 26 - FALSTAFF Now, Master Shallow, you'll complain of me to the king? SHALLOW Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and broke open my lodge. FALSTAFF But not kissed your keeper's daughter?
Seite 5 - While we were surveying the antlered hall with its painted glass and family pictures, Mr. Lucy came to welcome us in person, and to show the house, with the collection of paintings, which seems valuable. He told me the park from which S.

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