The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, 3. kötetR. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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14. oldal
... heaven I be deceiv'd in you ! Cel . Your heart's defires be with you ! Cha . Come , where is this young gallant , that is fo defirous to lie with his mother earth ? Orla es $ Orla . Ready , fir : but his 14 Aa I. AS YOU LIKE IT .
... heaven I be deceiv'd in you ! Cel . Your heart's defires be with you ! Cha . Come , where is this young gallant , that is fo defirous to lie with his mother earth ? Orla es $ Orla . Ready , fir : but his 14 Aa I. AS YOU LIKE IT .
21. oldal
... heaven , now at our forrows pale , Say what thou canft , I'll go along with thee . Rof . Why , whither fhall we go ? Cel . To feek my uncle in the forest of Arden . Rof . Alas , what danger will it be to us , Maids as we are , to travel ...
... heaven , now at our forrows pale , Say what thou canft , I'll go along with thee . Rof . Why , whither fhall we go ? Cel . To feek my uncle in the forest of Arden . Rof . Alas , what danger will it be to us , Maids as we are , to travel ...
31. oldal
... heaven By doing deeds of hofpitality : Befides , his cote , his flocks , and bounds of feed Are now on fale , and at our fheep - cote now , By reason of his abfence there is nothing That you will feed on ; but what is , come fee , And ...
... heaven By doing deeds of hofpitality : Befides , his cote , his flocks , and bounds of feed Are now on fale , and at our fheep - cote now , By reason of his abfence there is nothing That you will feed on ; but what is , come fee , And ...
32. oldal
... this tree : -he hath been all this day to look you . : Faq . And I have been all this day to avoid him . He is too difputable for my company : I think of as as many matters as he ; but I give heaven 32 Aa II . AS YOU LIKE IT .
... this tree : -he hath been all this day to look you . : Faq . And I have been all this day to avoid him . He is too difputable for my company : I think of as as many matters as he ; but I give heaven 32 Aa II . AS YOU LIKE IT .
33. oldal
... heaven thanks , and make no boaft of them . Come , warble , come , SONG . Who doth ambition fhun , [ all together here . ] And loves to live i ' the fun , Seeking the food he eats , And pleas'd with what he gets , Come hither , come ...
... heaven thanks , and make no boaft of them . Come , warble , come , SONG . Who doth ambition fhun , [ all together here . ] And loves to live i ' the fun , Seeking the food he eats , And pleas'd with what he gets , Come hither , come ...
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Afide againſt Anne ANTIGONUS becauſe blood Bohemia brother Buck Buckingham Camillo Catef CATESBY Clar Clarence CLEOMENES coufin curfe daughter death defire doft doth Duke Edward elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid falfe father fear feems feven fhall fhepherd fhould fince flain fleep fome fool foreft forrow foul fpeak ftand fuch fwear fweet gentle gentleman grace Haftings hath heart heaven Hermione himſelf honour huſband kifs king lady Laun lefs live look lord madam mafter marry miſtreſs moft moſt muft Murd muſt myſelf Orla Orlando pleaſe pr'ythee pray prefent prince Protheus Queen reafon Rich Rofalind SCENE ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia Silvia ſpeak Speed ſtay ſtill tell thee thefe theſe thoſe thou art thouſand Thurio unto Valentine whofe wife yourſelf
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14. oldal - 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...
27. oldal - 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.
53. oldal - 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.
29. oldal - 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.
22. oldal - 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.
39. oldal - 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
23. oldal - 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.
69. oldal - 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.
39. oldal - 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...
2. oldal - 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.