The Works of Shakespear: As you like it. The taming of the shrew. All's well, that ends well. Twelfth-night: or, What you willRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... never two ladies loved , as they do . Oli . Where will the old Duke live ? Cha . They fay , he is already in the forest of Arden , and a many merry men with him ; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England ; they fay , many ...
... never two ladies loved , as they do . Oli . Where will the old Duke live ? Cha . They fay , he is already in the forest of Arden , and a many merry men with him ; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England ; they fay , many ...
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... never leave thee , ' till he hath ta'enthy life by fome indirect means or other ; for I affure thee , ( and almost with tears I speak it ) there is not one so young and fo vil- lanous this day living . I speak but brotherly of him ; but ...
... never leave thee , ' till he hath ta'enthy life by fome indirect means or other ; for I affure thee , ( and almost with tears I speak it ) there is not one so young and fo vil- lanous this day living . I speak but brotherly of him ; but ...
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... never fchool'd , and yet learn- ed ; full of noble device , of all Sorts enchantingly beloved ; and , indeed , so much in the heart of the world , and efpecially of my own people who beft know him , that I am altogether mifprifed . But ...
... never fchool'd , and yet learn- ed ; full of noble device , of all Sorts enchantingly beloved ; and , indeed , so much in the heart of the world , and efpecially of my own people who beft know him , that I am altogether mifprifed . But ...
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... never had any ; or if he had , he had fworn it away , before ever he faw those pancakes or that mustard . Cel . Pr'ythee , who is that thou mean'ft ? Clo . One , that old Frederick your father loves . Rof . My father's love is enough to ...
... never had any ; or if he had , he had fworn it away , before ever he faw those pancakes or that mustard . Cel . Pr'ythee , who is that thou mean'ft ? Clo . One , that old Frederick your father loves . Rof . My father's love is enough to ...
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... never gracious ; if kill'd , but one dead that is willing to be fo : I fhall do my friends no wrong , for I have none to lament me ; the world no injury , for in it I have nothing ; only in the world I fill place , which may be better ...
... never gracious ; if kill'd , but one dead that is willing to be fo : I fhall do my friends no wrong , for I have none to lament me ; the world no injury , for in it I have nothing ; only in the world I fill place , which may be better ...
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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 304 - 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.