The Works of Shakespear: As you like it. The taming of the shrew. All's well, that ends well. Twelfth-night: or, What you willRobert Martin, 1768 |
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Strona 13
... eyes , or knew yourself with our judgment , the fear of your adventure would counsel you to a more equal enterprise . We pray you , for your own fake , to embrace your own safety , and give over this attempt . Rof . Do , young Sir ...
... eyes , or knew yourself with our judgment , the fear of your adventure would counsel you to a more equal enterprise . We pray you , for your own fake , to embrace your own safety , and give over this attempt . Rof . Do , young Sir ...
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... eye , I can tell who fhould down . Duke . No more , no more . [ Shout . [ Charles is thrown . Orla . Yes , I beseech your Grace ; I am not yet well breathed . Duke . How doft thou , Charles ? Le Beu . He cannot speak , my Lord . Duke ...
... eye , I can tell who fhould down . Duke . No more , no more . [ Shout . [ Charles is thrown . Orla . Yes , I beseech your Grace ; I am not yet well breathed . Duke . How doft thou , Charles ? Le Beu . He cannot speak , my Lord . Duke ...
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... eyes full of anger . Duke . Miftrefs , dispatch you with your safest haste , from our Court . And get you Rof . Me Uncle ! Duke , You , Coufin . Within these ten days if that thou be'st found So near our public Court as twenty miles ...
... eyes full of anger . Duke . Miftrefs , dispatch you with your safest haste , from our Court . And get you Rof . Me Uncle ! Duke , You , Coufin . Within these ten days if that thou be'st found So near our public Court as twenty miles ...
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... eye , Says , very wifely , it is ten a clock ; Thus may we fee , quoth he , how the world wags : ' Tis but an hour ago fince it was nine , And after one hour more ' twill be eleven ; And fo from hour to hour we ripe and ripe , And And ...
... eye , Says , very wifely , it is ten a clock ; Thus may we fee , quoth he , how the world wags : ' Tis but an hour ago fince it was nine , And after one hour more ' twill be eleven ; And fo from hour to hour we ripe and ripe , And And ...
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... eye - lids wip'd a tear , And know what ' tis to pity , and be pitied ; Let gentleness my ftrong enforcement be , In the which hope I blufh , and hide my fword . Duke Sen. True is it , and that we have seen better days ; And have with ...
... eye - lids wip'd a tear , And know what ' tis to pity , and be pitied ; Let gentleness my ftrong enforcement be , In the which hope I blufh , and hide my fword . Duke Sen. True is it , and that we have seen better days ; And have with ...
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Strona 33 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Strona 304 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Strona 32 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Strona 25 - 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 The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Strona 63 - Hero had turned nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night ; for good youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont, and being taken with the cramp, was drowned, and the foolish chroniclers of that age found it was — Hero of Sestos. But these are all lies ; men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Strona 21 - 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.