Twelfth night. Winter's talePrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... sense , I would not understand it . Oli . Why , what would you ? Vio . Make me a willow cabin at your gate , And call upon my soul within the house ; Write loyal cantos of contemned love , And sing them loud even in the dead of night ...
... sense , I would not understand it . Oli . Why , what would you ? Vio . Make me a willow cabin at your gate , And call upon my soul within the house ; Write loyal cantos of contemned love , And sing them loud even in the dead of night ...
Page 69
... sense - less . Sir To . I will way - lay thee going home ; where if it be thy chance to kill me , – Fab . Good . Sir To . Thou kill'st me like a rogue and a villain . Fab . Still you keep o ' the windy side of the law : Good . Sir To ...
... sense - less . Sir To . I will way - lay thee going home ; where if it be thy chance to kill me , – Fab . Good . Sir To . Thou kill'st me like a rogue and a villain . Fab . Still you keep o ' the windy side of the law : Good . Sir To ...
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... sense in Lethe steep ; If it be thus to dream , still let me sleep ! 61 Oli . Nay , come , I pr'ythee : ' Would , thou'dst be rul'd by me ! Seb . Madam , I will . Oli . O , say so , and so be ! SCENE II . An Apartment in OLIVIA's House ...
... sense in Lethe steep ; If it be thus to dream , still let me sleep ! 61 Oli . Nay , come , I pr'ythee : ' Would , thou'dst be rul'd by me ! Seb . Madam , I will . Oli . O , say so , and so be ! SCENE II . An Apartment in OLIVIA's House ...
Page 86
... sense , That this may be some error , but no madness , Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune So far exceed all instance , all discourse , That I am ready to distrust mine eyes , And wrangle with my reason , that persuades me To ...
... sense , That this may be some error , but no madness , Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune So far exceed all instance , all discourse , That I am ready to distrust mine eyes , And wrangle with my reason , that persuades me To ...
Page 98
... By the Lord , madam , you wrong me , and the world shall know it : though you have put me in- to darkness , and given your drunken cousin rule over me , yet yet have I the benefit of my senses , as 98 A & V . TWELFTH - NIGHT : OR ,
... By the Lord , madam , you wrong me , and the world shall know it : though you have put me in- to darkness , and given your drunken cousin rule over me , yet yet have I the benefit of my senses , as 98 A & V . TWELFTH - NIGHT : OR ,
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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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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.