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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WEET Phebe , do not scorn me ; do not , SWE Phebe ; Say , that you love me not
; but say not so In bitterness ; the common executioner , Whose heart th '
accuftom'd light of death makes hard , Falls not the ax upon the humbled neck ,
But first ...
WEET Phebe , do not scorn me ; do not , SWE Phebe ; Say , that you love me not
; but say not so In bitterness ; the common executioner , Whose heart th '
accuftom'd light of death makes hard , Falls not the ax upon the humbled neck ,
But first ...
Page 72
Be of good ch er , youth ; you a man ? you lack a man's heart . Rof . I do so , I
confess it . Ah , Sir , a body would think , this was well counterfeited . I pray you ,
tell your brother how well I counterfeited : heigh ho ! Oli . This was not counterfeit
...
Be of good ch er , youth ; you a man ? you lack a man's heart . Rof . I do so , I
confess it . Ah , Sir , a body would think , this was well counterfeited . I pray you ,
tell your brother how well I counterfeited : heigh ho ! Oli . This was not counterfeit
...
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Oh , my dear Orlando , how it grieves me to see thee wear thy heart in a scarf .
Orla . It is my arm . Ros . I thought , thy heart had been wounded with the claws of
a lion . Orla . Wounded it is , but with the eyes of a lady . Rof . Did your brother tell
...
Oh , my dear Orlando , how it grieves me to see thee wear thy heart in a scarf .
Orla . It is my arm . Ros . I thought , thy heart had been wounded with the claws of
a lion . Orla . Wounded it is , but with the eyes of a lady . Rof . Did your brother tell
...
Page 151
Much good do it unto thy gentle heart ; Kate , eat apace . And now , my honey -
love , Will we return unto thy father's house , And revel it as bravely as the best ,
With silken coats , and caps , and golden rings , , With ruffs , and cuffs , and ...
Much good do it unto thy gentle heart ; Kate , eat apace . And now , my honey -
love , Will we return unto thy father's house , And revel it as bravely as the best ,
With silken coats , and caps , and golden rings , , With ruffs , and cuffs , and ...
Page 299
Sáy , that some Lady , as , perhaps , there is , Hath for your love as great a pang
of heart As you have for Olivia : you cannot love her ; You tell her fo ; muft she not
then be answer'd ? Duke . There is no woman's sides Can bide the beating of fo ...
Sáy , that some Lady , as , perhaps , there is , Hath for your love as great a pang
of heart As you have for Olivia : you cannot love her ; You tell her fo ; muft she not
then be answer'd ? Duke . There is no woman's sides Can bide the beating of fo ...
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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.
Page 25 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Page 63 - Hero had turned nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night ; for good youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont, and being taken with the cramp, was drowned, and the foolish chroniclers of that age found it was — Hero of Sestos. But these are all lies ; men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
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.
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| Title | 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 Volume 3 of The Works of Shakespear, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Robert Martin, 1768 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 29 Dec 2006 |
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