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33. oldal
... youth have ever homely wits ; Wer't not affection chains thy tender days To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love , I rather would entreat thy company , To see the wonders of the world abroad , Than , living dully sluggardiz'd at home ...
... youth have ever homely wits ; Wer't not affection chains thy tender days To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love , I rather would entreat thy company , To see the wonders of the world abroad , Than , living dully sluggardiz'd at home ...
35. oldal
... youth ? Now , trust me , ' t is an office of great worth , And you an officer fit for the place . There , take the paper , see it be return'd ; Or else return no more into my sight . Luc . To plead for love deserves more fee than hate ...
... youth ? Now , trust me , ' t is an office of great worth , And you an officer fit for the place . There , take the paper , see it be return'd ; Or else return no more into my sight . Luc . To plead for love deserves more fee than hate ...
36. oldal
... youth at home While other men , of slender reputation , Put forth their sons to seek preferment out : Some , to the wars , to try their fortune there ; Some , to discover islands far away ; Some , to the studious universities . For any ...
... youth at home While other men , of slender reputation , Put forth their sons to seek preferment out : Some , to the wars , to try their fortune there ; Some , to discover islands far away ; Some , to the studious universities . For any ...
41. oldal
... youth ; for I am not welcome . I reckon this always - that a man is never undone till he be hanged ; nor never welcome to a place till some certain shot be paid , and the hostess say , welcome . Speed . Come on , you mad - cap , I'll to ...
... youth ; for I am not welcome . I reckon this always - that a man is never undone till he be hanged ; nor never welcome to a place till some certain shot be paid , and the hostess say , welcome . Speed . Come on , you mad - cap , I'll to ...
42. oldal
... youth Of greater time than I shall show to be . Luc . What fashion , madam , shall I make your breeches ? [ lord , Jul . That fits as well , as - ' tell me , good my What compass will you wear your farthingale ? ' Why , even that ...
... youth Of greater time than I shall show to be . Luc . What fashion , madam , shall I make your breeches ? [ lord , Jul . That fits as well , as - ' tell me , good my What compass will you wear your farthingale ? ' Why , even that ...
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374. oldal - Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you, at your sick service, had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning. Do, an' if you will ; If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.
223. oldal - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...