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Bodies 9-10-41 OBSERVATIONS ON THE Fable AND Composition of TWELFTH - NIGHT : OR , WHAT YOU WIL L. HER There is great reason to believe , that the serious part of this comedy is founded on some old translation of the seventh history in ...
Bodies 9-10-41 OBSERVATIONS ON THE Fable AND Composition of TWELFTH - NIGHT : OR , WHAT YOU WIL L. HER There is great reason to believe , that the serious part of this comedy is founded on some old translation of the seventh history in ...
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If you be not mad , be gone ; if you have reason , be brief : ' tis not that time of the moon with me , to make one in so skipping a dialogue . Mar. Will you hoist sail , sir ? here lies your way . Vio . No , good swabber ; I am to hull ...
If you be not mad , be gone ; if you have reason , be brief : ' tis not that time of the moon with me , to make one in so skipping a dialogue . Mar. Will you hoist sail , sir ? here lies your way . Vio . No , good swabber ; I am to hull ...
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Desire him not to flatter with his lord , Nor hold him up with hopes ; I am not for him : If that the youth will come this way to - morrow , I'll give him reasons for't . Hie thee , Malvolio . Mal . Madam , I will . [ Exit . Oli .
Desire him not to flatter with his lord , Nor hold him up with hopes ; I am not for him : If that the youth will come this way to - morrow , I'll give him reasons for't . Hie thee , Malvolio . Mal . Madam , I will . [ Exit . Oli .
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What , for being a puritan ? thy exquisite reason , dear knight ? Sir And . I have no exquisite reason for't , but I have reason good enough . 239 Mar. The devil a puritan that he is , or any thing constantly but a time - pleaser ...
What , for being a puritan ? thy exquisite reason , dear knight ? Sir And . I have no exquisite reason for't , but I have reason good enough . 239 Mar. The devil a puritan that he is , or any thing constantly but a time - pleaser ...
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... I will be point - de - vice , the very man . Į do not now fool myself to let iinagination jade me ; for every reason Eiij excites to this , that my lady loves me . excites lver CTOSS. that , & U. WHAT YOU WILL ** 40.
... I will be point - de - vice , the very man . Į do not now fool myself to let iinagination jade me ; for every reason Eiij excites to this , that my lady loves me . excites lver CTOSS. that , & U. WHAT YOU WILL ** 40.
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Page 75 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes.
Page 43 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Page 77 - I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
Page 75 - 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.
Page 5 - 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 ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Page 102 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Page 25 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
Page 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.