The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 2G. Bell, 1875 |
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... Lafeu , though he was delighted to strip off the mask of pretension , he thought that punishment might be carried too far . Who that has been diverted with the truly comic scenes in which Parolles is made to appear in his true character ...
... Lafeu , though he was delighted to strip off the mask of pretension , he thought that punishment might be carried too far . Who that has been diverted with the truly comic scenes in which Parolles is made to appear in his true character ...
Page 225
... Lafeu , & c . are of the poet's own creation , and in the conduct of the fable he has found it expedient to depart from his original more than it is his usual custom to do . The character of Helena is beauti- fully drawn ; she is an ...
... Lafeu , & c . are of the poet's own creation , and in the conduct of the fable he has found it expedient to depart from his original more than it is his usual custom to do . The character of Helena is beauti- fully drawn ; she is an ...
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... LAFEU . Hel . O , were that all ! —I think not on my father ; And these great tears 12 grace his remembrance more Than those I shed for him . What was he like ? 10 That thee may furnish , i . e . that may help thee with more and better ...
... LAFEU . Hel . O , were that all ! —I think not on my father ; And these great tears 12 grace his remembrance more Than those I shed for him . What was he like ? 10 That thee may furnish , i . e . that may help thee with more and better ...
Page 239
... LAFEU , and PAROLLES . 1 Lord . It is the count Rousillon , my good lord , Young Bertram . King . Youth , thou bear'st thy father's face ; Frank nature , rather curious than in haste , Hath well compos'd thee . Thy father's moral parts ...
... LAFEU , and PAROLLES . 1 Lord . It is the count Rousillon , my good lord , Young Bertram . King . Youth , thou bear'st thy father's face ; Frank nature , rather curious than in haste , Hath well compos'd thee . Thy father's moral parts ...
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... LAFEU . Laf . Pardon , my lord , [ Kneeling . ] for me and for my tidings . King . I'll fee 12 thee to stand up . Laf . Then here's a man stands , that has brought his pardon . I would , you had kneel'd , my lord , to ask me mercy ; And ...
... LAFEU . Laf . Pardon , my lord , [ Kneeling . ] for me and for my tidings . King . I'll fee 12 thee to stand up . Laf . Then here's a man stands , that has brought his pardon . I would , you had kneel'd , my lord , to ask me mercy ; And ...
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Page 45 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Page 389 - 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 39 - 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.
Page 46 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly.
Page 380 - 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.
Page 101 - This carol they began that hour, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, How that a life was but a flower In spring time, &C.
Page 309 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 45 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; 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.
Page 26 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 31 - O good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat but for promotion, 60 And having that, do choke their service up Even with the having: it is not so with thee.