The Works of William Shakespeare: As you like it ; Taming of the shrew ; All's well that ends well ; Twelfth night ; Winter's taleWhittaker & Company, 1842 |
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... master , your brother . Orl . Go apart , Adam , and thou shalt hear how he will shake me up . Enter OLIVER . Oli . Now , sir ! what make you here ? Orl . Nothing : I am not taught to make any thing . Oli . What mar you then , sir ? Orl ...
... master , your brother . Orl . Go apart , Adam , and thou shalt hear how he will shake me up . Enter OLIVER . Oli . Now , sir ! what make you here ? Orl . Nothing : I am not taught to make any thing . Oli . What mar you then , sir ? Orl ...
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... masters , be patient : your father's remembrance , be at accord . Oli . Let me go , I say . : Orl . I will not , till I please : you shall hear me . My father charged you in his will to give me good education you have trained me like a ...
... masters , be patient : your father's remembrance , be at accord . Oli . Let me go , I say . : Orl . I will not , till I please : you shall hear me . My father charged you in his will to give me good education you have trained me like a ...
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... master ! he would not have spoke such a word . [ Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM . Oli . Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon me3 ? I will physic your rankness , and yet give no thousand crowns neither . Hola , Dennis ! Enter DENNIS . Den ...
... master ! he would not have spoke such a word . [ Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM . Oli . Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon me3 ? I will physic your rankness , and yet give no thousand crowns neither . Hola , Dennis ! Enter DENNIS . Den ...
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... masters thee . Le Beau . Good sir , I do in friendship counsel you To leave this place . Albeit you have deserv'd High commendation , true applause , and love , Yet such is now the duke's condition , That he misconstrues all that you ...
... masters thee . Le Beau . Good sir , I do in friendship counsel you To leave this place . Albeit you have deserv'd High commendation , true applause , and love , Yet such is now the duke's condition , That he misconstrues all that you ...
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... master ! O , my sweet master ! O , you memory Of old sir Rowland ! why , what make you here ? Why are you virtuous ? Why do people love you ? And wherefore are you gentle , strong , and valiant ? Why would you be so fond to overcome2 ...
... master ! O , my sweet master ! O , you memory Of old sir Rowland ! why , what make you here ? Why are you virtuous ? Why do people love you ? And wherefore are you gentle , strong , and valiant ? Why would you be so fond to overcome2 ...
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Page 27 - 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.
Page 323 - IF music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ; — it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Page 44 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 486 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
Page 45 - Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot ; Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember
Page 360 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Page 199 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband : And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And, not obedient to his honest will, What is she, but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am asham'd, that women are so simple To offer war, where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.