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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17. oldal
... Rosalind ! - Cel . SCENE VIII . Changes to an Apartment in the Palace . Re - enter Celia and Rofalind . [ Exit . W have mercy ; not a word ! HY , Coufin ; why , Rofalind ; Cupid Rof . Not one to throw at a dog . Cel . No , thy words are ...
... Rosalind ! - Cel . SCENE VIII . Changes to an Apartment in the Palace . Re - enter Celia and Rofalind . [ Exit . W have mercy ; not a word ! HY , Coufin ; why , Rofalind ; Cupid Rof . Not one to throw at a dog . Cel . No , thy words are ...
42. oldal
... Rosalind . Clo . I'll rhime you fo , eight years together ; din- ners , and fuppers , and fleeping hours excepted : it is the right butter - women's rank to market . Rof . Out , fool ! Clo . For a taste.- If a hart doth lack a hind ...
... Rosalind . Clo . I'll rhime you fo , eight years together ; din- ners , and fuppers , and fleeping hours excepted : it is the right butter - women's rank to market . Rof . Out , fool ! Clo . For a taste.- If a hart doth lack a hind ...
62. oldal
... Rosalind is virtuous . Rof . And I am your Rofalind . Cel . It pleafes him to call you fo ; but he hath a Rofalind of a better leer than you . Rof . Come , woo me , woo me ; for now I am in a holiday humour , and like enough to confent ...
... Rosalind is virtuous . Rof . And I am your Rofalind . Cel . It pleafes him to call you fo ; but he hath a Rofalind of a better leer than you . Rof . Come , woo me , woo me ; for now I am in a holiday humour , and like enough to confent ...
63. oldal
... Rosalind . Rof . Yes , faith , will I , Fridays and Saturdays , and all . Orla . And wilt thou have me ? Rof . Ay , and twenty fuch . Orla . What fay'st thou ? Rof . Are you not good ? Orla . I hope fo . Rof . Why then , can one defire ...
... Rosalind . Rof . Yes , faith , will I , Fridays and Saturdays , and all . Orla . And wilt thou have me ? Rof . Ay , and twenty fuch . Orla . What fay'st thou ? Rof . Are you not good ? Orla . I hope fo . Rof . Why then , can one defire ...
76. oldal
... Rosalind , if you will . SCENE III . Enter Silvius and Phebe . Look , here comes a lover of mine , and a lover of hers . which I tender dearly , tho ' I fay , I am a magician : ] Hence it ap pears this was written in James's Time , when ...
... Rosalind , if you will . SCENE III . Enter Silvius and Phebe . Look , here comes a lover of mine , and a lover of hers . which I tender dearly , tho ' I fay , I am a magician : ] Hence it ap pears this was written in James's Time , when ...
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33. oldal - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
306. 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.