The Works of Shakespear: As you like it. The taming of the shrew. All's well, that ends well. Twelfth-night: or, What you will |
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I think , she'll sooner prove a soldier ; Iron may hold with her , but never lutes .
Bap . Why , then thou canst not break her to the lute ? Hor . Why , no ; for she hath
broke the lute to me . I did but tell her she mistook her frets , And bow'd her hand
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I think , she'll sooner prove a soldier ; Iron may hold with her , but never lutes .
Bap . Why , then thou canst not break her to the lute ? Hor . Why , no ; for she hath
broke the lute to me . I did but tell her she mistook her frets , And bow'd her hand
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Page 124
Father , ' tis thus ; yourself and all the World , That talk'd of her , have talk'd amiss
of her ; If she be curst , it is for policy , For she's not froward , but modest as the
dove : She is not hot , but temperate as the morn ; For patience , she will prove a
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Father , ' tis thus ; yourself and all the World , That talk'd of her , have talk'd amiss
of her ; If she be curst , it is for policy , For she's not froward , but modest as the
dove : She is not hot , but temperate as the morn ; For patience , she will prove a
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She had her breeding at my father's charge : A poor physician's daughter my wife
! -- Disdain Rather corrupt me ever ! which King . ' Tis only title thou disdain'st in
her , the I can build up : ftrange is it , that our bloods , Of colour , weight , and ...
She had her breeding at my father's charge : A poor physician's daughter my wife
! -- Disdain Rather corrupt me ever ! which King . ' Tis only title thou disdain'st in
her , the I can build up : ftrange is it , that our bloods , Of colour , weight , and ...
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She is not well , but yet she has her health ; fhe's very merry , but yet she is not
well : but , thanks be given , she's very well , and wants nothing i'th ' world ; but
yet she is not well . Hel . well ? Hel . If she be very well , 210 All's well , that Ends
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She is not well , but yet she has her health ; fhe's very merry , but yet she is not
well : but , thanks be given , she's very well , and wants nothing i'th ' world ; but
yet she is not well . Hel . well ? Hel . If she be very well , 210 All's well , that Ends
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If she be very well , what does she ail , that she's not very Clo . Truly , she's very
well , indeed , but for two things . Hel . What two things ? Clo . One , that she's not
in heav'n , whither God send her quickly ; the other , that she's in earth , from ...
If she be very well , what does she ail , that she's not very Clo . Truly , she's very
well , indeed , but for two things . Hel . What two things ? Clo . One , that she's not
in heav'n , whither God send her quickly ; the other , that she's in earth , from ...
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Page 33 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Page 306 - 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.
Page 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.
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Page 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.