Shakespeare's Works, Volume 11Harper & brothers, 1884 |
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... thou winter's wind ; " Rosalind's description of the marks of a lover , and of the progress of time with different persons ; the picture of the snake wreathed around Oliver's body while the lioness watches her sleeping prey ; Touch ...
... thou winter's wind ; " Rosalind's description of the marks of a lover , and of the progress of time with different persons ; the picture of the snake wreathed around Oliver's body while the lioness watches her sleeping prey ; Touch ...
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... Thou art a fool ; she robs thee of thy name ; And thou wilt show more bright , and seem more virtuous , When she is gone " - fails to awaken in the generous heart of Celia any other feeling than an increased tenderness and sympathy for ...
... Thou art a fool ; she robs thee of thy name ; And thou wilt show more bright , and seem more virtuous , When she is gone " - fails to awaken in the generous heart of Celia any other feeling than an increased tenderness and sympathy for ...
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... thou winter wind ! " and " Under the greenwood tree . " Everywhere it is " in these inclement skies we shall feel what we are , but find no enemy . We who have known the insincer- ity of flattery , covering ingratitude and backbiting ...
... thou winter wind ! " and " Under the greenwood tree . " Everywhere it is " in these inclement skies we shall feel what we are , but find no enemy . We who have known the insincer- ity of flattery , covering ingratitude and backbiting ...
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... thou lay hands on me , villain ? 50 Orlando . I am no villain ; I am the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys : he was my father , and he is thrice a vil- lain that says such a father begot villains . Wert thou not my brother , I would ...
... thou lay hands on me , villain ? 50 Orlando . I am no villain ; I am the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys : he was my father , and he is thrice a vil- lain that says such a father begot villains . Wert thou not my brother , I would ...
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... thou didst break his neck as his finger . And thou wert best look to ' t ; for if thou dost him any slight dis- grace , or if he do not mightily grace himself on thee , he will practise against thee by poison , entrap thee by some ...
... thou didst break his neck as his finger . And thou wert best look to ' t ; for if thou dost him any slight dis- grace , or if he do not mightily grace himself on thee , he will practise against thee by poison , entrap thee by some ...
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Page 64 - His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Page 64 - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Page 53 - 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 50 The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly...
Page 62 - They say miracles are past ; and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar, things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it that we make trifles of terrors ; ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.
Page 92 - Troilus had his brains dashed out with a Grecian club ; yet he did what he could to die before, and he is one of the patterns of love.
Page 24 - It were all one, That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me: In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
Page 61 - Invest me in my motley ; give me leave To speak my mind, and I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.
Page 42 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Page 108 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Page 57 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.