Twelfth night. Winter's talePrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... master loves you ; O , such love Could be but recompens'd , though you were crown'd The non - pareil of beauty ! Oli . How does he love me ? Vio . With adorations , with fertile tears , 551 With groans that thunder love , with sighs of ...
... master loves you ; O , such love Could be but recompens'd , though you were crown'd The non - pareil of beauty ! Oli . How does he love me ? Vio . With adorations , with fertile tears , 551 With groans that thunder love , with sighs of ...
Strona 27
... master , not myself , lacks recompence . Love make his heart of flint , that you shall love ; And let your fervour , like my master's , be Plac'd in contempt ! Farewel , fair cruelty . Oli . What is your parentage ? Above my fortunes ...
... master , not myself , lacks recompence . Love make his heart of flint , that you shall love ; And let your fervour , like my master's , be Plac'd in contempt ! Farewel , fair cruelty . Oli . What is your parentage ? Above my fortunes ...
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... master loves her dearly ; And I , poor monster , fond as much on him ; 81 And she , mistaken , seems to dote on me : What will become of this ? As I am man , My state is desperate for my master's love ; As I am woman , now alas the day ...
... master loves her dearly ; And I , poor monster , fond as much on him ; 81 And she , mistaken , seems to dote on me : What will become of this ? As I am man , My state is desperate for my master's love ; As I am woman , now alas the day ...
Strona 53
... master , as with my mistress : I think , I saw your wisdom there . Vio . Nay , an thou pass upon me , I'll no more with thee . Hold , there's expences for thee . Clo . Now Jove , in his next commodity of hair , send thee a beard ! Vio ...
... master , as with my mistress : I think , I saw your wisdom there . Vio . Nay , an thou pass upon me , I'll no more with thee . Hold , there's expences for thee . Clo . Now Jove , in his next commodity of hair , send thee a beard ! Vio ...
Strona 57
... master's tears to you deplore . 170 Oli . Yet come again ; for thou , perhaps , may'st move That heart , which now abhors , to like his love . [ Exeunt . F SCENE SCENE II . An Apartment in OLIVIA's House . Enter A & t III . 57 . WHAT ...
... master's tears to you deplore . 170 Oli . Yet come again ; for thou , perhaps , may'st move That heart , which now abhors , to like his love . [ Exeunt . F SCENE SCENE II . An Apartment in OLIVIA's House . Enter A & t III . 57 . WHAT ...
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ancient Antigonus Autolycus Ben Jonson beseech better Bohemia Brownist called Camillo Cesario CLEOMENES Clown daughter dear dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio fool Gent gentleman give hand Hanmer hath heart heaven HENLEY Hermione honest Honest Whore honour i'the Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king kiss knight lady last enchantment Leontes lord madam MALONE Malvolio means mistress musick never o'er o'the old copy Olivia on't pash passage Paul Paulina Perdita play Polixenes Polyolbion pr'ythee pray prince queen Romeo and Juliet SCENE seems Shakspere Shakspere's Shep shew Sicilia Sir Andrew Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir Toby Sir Topas song speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thee THEOBALD there's thing thou art thou hast three merry TWELFTH NIGHT Viola volgo WARBURTON WINTER'S TALE woman word
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Strona 33 - O, mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.