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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12. oldal
... first time that ever I heard breaking of ribs was sport for ladies . Cel . Or I , I promise thee . ! Rof . But is there any elfe longs to fet this broken mufic in his fides ? is there yet another doats upon rib - breaking ? fhall we fee ...
... first time that ever I heard breaking of ribs was sport for ladies . Cel . Or I , I promise thee . ! Rof . But is there any elfe longs to fet this broken mufic in his fides ? is there yet another doats upon rib - breaking ? fhall we fee ...
14. oldal
... first . Orla . You mean to mock me after ; you fhould not have mockt me before ; but come your ways . Rof . Now Hercules be thy fpeed , young man ! Cel . I would I were invifible , to catch the ftrong fellow by the leg ! [ They wrefile ...
... first . Orla . You mean to mock me after ; you fhould not have mockt me before ; but come your ways . Rof . Now Hercules be thy fpeed , young man ! Cel . I would I were invifible , to catch the ftrong fellow by the leg ! [ They wrefile ...
22. oldal
... First , for his weeping in the needless stream ; Poor Deer , quoth he , thou mak'it a teftament As worldlings do , giving thy fum of more To that which had too much . Then being alone , Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends ; ' Tis ...
... First , for his weeping in the needless stream ; Poor Deer , quoth he , thou mak'it a teftament As worldlings do , giving thy fum of more To that which had too much . Then being alone , Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends ; ' Tis ...
36. oldal
... first the infant , Mewling and puking in the nurfe's arms : And then , the whining school - boy with his fatchel , And fhining morning - face , creeping like fnail Unwillingly to fchool . And then , the lover ; Sighing like furnace ...
... first the infant , Mewling and puking in the nurfe's arms : And then , the whining school - boy with his fatchel , And fhining morning - face , creeping like fnail Unwillingly to fchool . And then , the lover ; Sighing like furnace ...
58. oldal
... first fight ? Sil . Sweet Phebe ! Phe . Hah : what fay'ft thou , Silvius ? Sil . Sweet Phebe , pity me . Phe . Why I am forry for thee , gentle Silvius . Sil . Where - ever forrow is , relief would be ; If you do forrow at my grief in ...
... first fight ? Sil . Sweet Phebe ! Phe . Hah : what fay'ft thou , Silvius ? Sil . Sweet Phebe , pity me . Phe . Why I am forry for thee , gentle Silvius . Sil . Where - ever forrow is , relief would be ; If you do forrow at my grief in ...
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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.