 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 760 oldal
...What years, i' faith ? Vio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven. Let still the wonua sure, then, in the message? Beat. Yea, just so much as yo she level in her husband's heart: For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Mary Cowden Clarke - 1848 - 156 oldal
...be to come before their time. Let us not burden our remembrances \) With a heaviness that 's gone. \ Let still the woman take An elder than herself; so wears she to him. So sways she level in her husband's heart. Love is like a child, That longs for every thing that he can come... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 oldal
...years, i'faith ? Via. About your years, my lord. I'-l.-i. Too old, by heaven ; Let still the worn ar take An elder than herself; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart ; For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 oldal
...not worth tliee, then. What years, i'faith? Vio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven; rced Those waters from me, which I would have stopp'd; But I had not so much she level in her husband's heart For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 614 oldal
...not worth thee, then. 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. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 260 oldal
...eye-offending brine.. Vol. a. I sl Lady, you are the cruellest she alive.. Viola a. 1 s. 5 Let still a woman, take an elder than herself; so wears she to him, so sways she level in her husband's heart.. Duke a. 2 s. 4 Love sought is good, but given unsought is better..... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 656 oldal
...not worth thee, then. 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 io him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1851 - 350 oldal
...different ! Do you remember the passage I read from your favourite Shakespeare only last Saturday — " Let still the woman take An elder than herself ; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 540 oldal
...is not worth thee, then. What years, i' faith ? Via. Of your complexion. 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. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 oldal
...constant image of the creature That is belov'd. THE WOMAN SHOULD BE YOUNGEST IN LOVE. 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. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy... | |
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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... 
