Twelfth night. Winter's tale |
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67. oldal
Pray God , he be not bewitch'd ! Fab . Carry his water to the wise woman . Mar.
Marry , and it shall be done to - morrow morning , if I live . My lady would not lose
him for more than I'll say . Mal . How now , mistress ? ; Mar. O lord ! Sir To .
Pray God , he be not bewitch'd ! Fab . Carry his water to the wise woman . Mar.
Marry , and it shall be done to - morrow morning , if I live . My lady would not lose
him for more than I'll say . Mal . How now , mistress ? ; Mar. O lord ! Sir To .
74. oldal
Pray God defend me ! A little thing would make me tell them how much I lack of a
man . Fab . Give ground , if you see him furious . Sir To . Come , Sir Andrew ,
there's no remedy ; the gentleman will for his honour's sake , have one bout with
you ...
Pray God defend me ! A little thing would make me tell them how much I lack of a
man . Fab . Give ground , if you see him furious . Sir To . Come , Sir Andrew ,
there's no remedy ; the gentleman will for his honour's sake , have one bout with
you ...
27. oldal
Pray now , What colour are your eye - brows ? i Lady . Blue , my lord . Mam . Nay
, that's a mock : I've seen a lady's nose That has been blue , but not her eye -
brows . . Lady . Hark ye ; The queen , your mother , rounds apace : we shall
Present ...
Pray now , What colour are your eye - brows ? i Lady . Blue , my lord . Mam . Nay
, that's a mock : I've seen a lady's nose That has been blue , but not her eye -
brows . . Lady . Hark ye ; The queen , your mother , rounds apace : we shall
Present ...
35. oldal
Paul . Pray you then , 240 Conduct me to the queen . Gaol . I may not , madam ;
to the contrary I have express commandment . Paul . Here's ado , To lock up
honesty and honour from The access of gentle visitors ! Is it lawful Pray you to
see her ...
Paul . Pray you then , 240 Conduct me to the queen . Gaol . I may not , madam ;
to the contrary I have express commandment . Paul . Here's ado , To lock up
honesty and honour from The access of gentle visitors ! Is it lawful Pray you to
see her ...
82. oldal
Pray now , buy some : I love a ballad in print , or a life ; for then we are sure they
are true . Aut . Here's one , to a very doleful tune , How an usurer's wife was
brought to - bed with twenty money , bags at a burden ; and how she long'd to eat
...
Pray now , buy some : I love a ballad in print , or a life ; for then we are sure they
are true . Aut . Here's one , to a very doleful tune , How an usurer's wife was
brought to - bed with twenty money , bags at a burden ; and how she long'd to eat
...
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75. oldal - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes.
43. oldal - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
77. oldal - I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
75. oldal - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
5. oldal - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
102. oldal - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
25. oldal - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
33. oldal - O, mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.