The Works of Shakespear: As you like it. The taming of the shrew. All's well, that ends well. Twelfth-night: or, What you willRobert Martin, 1768 |
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5. oldal
... say . Orla . I will not , ' till I please : you shall hear me . My father charg'd you in his Will to give me good education : you have train'd me up like a peafant , ob- fcuring and hiding from me all gentleman - like quali- ties ; the ...
... say . Orla . I will not , ' till I please : you shall hear me . My father charg'd you in his Will to give me good education : you have train'd me up like a peafant , ob- fcuring and hiding from me all gentleman - like quali- ties ; the ...
15. oldal
... says Orlando , only a quintaine , lifeless Block on which Love only Exercises his Arms in Jeft ; the great Disparity of Condition between Rolalind and me , not fuffering me to hope that Love will ever maks a ferious Matter of it . B 6 I ...
... says Orlando , only a quintaine , lifeless Block on which Love only Exercises his Arms in Jeft ; the great Disparity of Condition between Rolalind and me , not fuffering me to hope that Love will ever maks a ferious Matter of it . B 6 I ...
20. oldal
... 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 forth so far ! Beauty provoketh ...
... 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 forth so far ! Beauty provoketh ...
21. oldal
... say , This is no Flattery : these are Counsellors , That feelingly perfuade me what I am , Sweet are the ufes of Adverfity , Which , like the toad , ugly and venomous , Wears yet a precious jewel in his head : And this our life , exempt ...
... say , This is no Flattery : these are Counsellors , That feelingly perfuade me what I am , Sweet are the ufes of Adverfity , Which , like the toad , ugly and venomous , Wears yet a precious jewel in his head : And this our life , exempt ...
32. oldal
... Says , very wifely , it is ten a clock ; Thus may we fee , quoth he , how the world wags : ' Tis but an hour ago fince it was nine , And after one hour more ' twill be eleven ; And fo from hour to hour we ripe and ripe , And And then ...
... Says , very wifely , it is ten a clock ; Thus may we fee , quoth he , how the world wags : ' Tis but an hour ago fince it was nine , And after one hour more ' twill be eleven ; And fo from hour to hour we ripe and ripe , And And then ...
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33. oldal - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
304. oldal - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
32. oldal - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
25. 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.
63. 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.
21. 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.