 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 500 oldal
...your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven ; Let still the womar take An elder than herself; »o wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's...do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and nnfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. Kio. I think it well, my lord.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1833 - 1140 oldal
...not worth thee then. What years, i'faith? Vio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven; !. Let unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. Vio. I think it well, my lord.... | |
 | Rival sisters - 1834 - 192 oldal
...kindly loth, Took pity upon each — and blasted both ! ' END OF CANTO i. CANTO II. THE BROKEN VOW. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and infirm More longing, wav'ring, sooner lost and won, Than women's are. SHAKTSPFAEE. THERE is a strange perversity in man... | |
 | 1835 - 244 oldal
...pink larkspur in her trembling fingers, — " Now, Mr. Sylvan, listen to my quotation : — 1 Men's fancies are more giddy and infirm. More longing, wavering, sooner lost and won, Than women's are.' " This was repeated with peculiar archness ; and then the graceful girl tripped... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 oldal
...not worth thee then. What years, i'faith? Vio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven ; 0 moro giddy and uufirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn,* Than women's are. Vio. I think... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1837 - 516 oldal
...What years, i'faith? Yio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven ; Let still the womar take An elder than herself; so wears she to him, So...do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. Yio. I think it well, my lord.... | |
 | David Paul Brown - 1838 - 86 oldal
...from the sentiments so perfectly consonant with nature expressed in his Play of The Twelfth Night. Let still the woman take An elder than herself; so...him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For howsoever we do praise ourselves Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 oldal
...withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness. 7 — i. 1. 414 The same. Let still the woman take An elder than herself; so...to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. . . . • . However we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unflrm, More longing-, wavering,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 790 oldal
...[i'fuith/ Duke. Too old, by heaven : let still the woman An elder than herself: so wears she to him, Ltule hemisphere Advanc'd, and made a constellation there...forth, thou star of poets ; and with race, Or influ uufirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and wornf Than women's are. Vio. I think it well, my lord.... | |
 | Andrew Steinmetz - 1838 - 360 oldal
...But no man's virtue, nor sufficiency, To be so moral, when he shall endure The like himself. Ib. 484. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and won, Than women's are. •«*• 485. Glory is like... | |
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What years, i' faith? Vio. About your years, my lord. DUKE. Too old, by heaven : let still the woman take An elder than herself : so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart... 
