The plays of William Shakespeare, ed. by T. Keightley, Part 37, Volume 2 |
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Yonder , sure , they are coming . Let us now stay and see it . Flourish . Enter Duke FREDERICK , Lords , ORLANDO , CHARLES , and Attendants . Duke F. Come on ; since the youth will not be entreated , his own peril on his forwardness .
Yonder , sure , they are coming . Let us now stay and see it . Flourish . Enter Duke FREDERICK , Lords , ORLANDO , CHARLES , and Attendants . Duke F. Come on ; since the youth will not be entreated , his own peril on his forwardness .
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But if thy love were ever like to mine , -As sure I think did never man love so How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy ? Cor . Into a thousand that I have forgotten . Sil . Oh , thou didst then ne'er ...
But if thy love were ever like to mine , -As sure I think did never man love so How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy ? Cor . Into a thousand that I have forgotten . Sil . Oh , thou didst then ne'er ...
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If the cut will after kind , So , be sure , will Rosalind . Winter9 - garments must be lin'd , So must slender Rosalind . They that reup must sheaf and bind , Then to cart with Rosulind . Sweetest nut hath sourest rind , Such a nut is ...
If the cut will after kind , So , be sure , will Rosalind . Winter9 - garments must be lin'd , So must slender Rosalind . They that reup must sheaf and bind , Then to cart with Rosulind . Sweetest nut hath sourest rind , Such a nut is ...
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He taught me how to know a man in love ; in which cage of rushes , I am sure , you are not prisoner . Orl . What were his marks ? Ros . A lean cheek , which you have not ; a blue eye , and sunken , which you have not ; an unquestionable ...
He taught me how to know a man in love ; in which cage of rushes , I am sure , you are not prisoner . Orl . What were his marks ? Ros . A lean cheek , which you have not ; a blue eye , and sunken , which you have not ; an unquestionable ...
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Thou tell'st me , there is murder in mine eye : ' Tis pretty , sure , and very probable , That eyes — that are the frail'st and softest things , Who shut their coward gates on atomiesShould be call'd tyrants , butchers , murderers !
Thou tell'st me , there is murder in mine eye : ' Tis pretty , sure , and very probable , That eyes — that are the frail'st and softest things , Who shut their coward gates on atomiesShould be call'd tyrants , butchers , murderers !
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Page 473 - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
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Page 573 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury Do I take part. The rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance ; they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further.
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Page 547 - A strange fish ! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver : there would this monster make a man : any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man ! and his fins like arms ! Warm o...