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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And , thou wert best look to't ; for if thou dost him any flight disgrace , or if he do
not mightily grace himself on thee , he will practise against thee by poison ;
entrap thee by some treacherous device ; and never leave thee , ' till he hath ta'
en thy ...
And , thou wert best look to't ; for if thou dost him any flight disgrace , or if he do
not mightily grace himself on thee , he will practise against thee by poison ;
entrap thee by some treacherous device ; and never leave thee , ' till he hath ta'
en thy ...
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If it be so , as fast as she answers thee , with frowning looks , I'll sauce her with
bitter words . Why look you fo upon me ? Phe . For no ill will I bear you . Rof . I
pray you , do not fall in love with me ; For I am faller than vows made in wine ...
If it be so , as fast as she answers thee , with frowning looks , I'll sauce her with
bitter words . Why look you fo upon me ? Phe . For no ill will I bear you . Rof . I
pray you , do not fall in love with me ; For I am faller than vows made in wine ...
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Enter Rosalind . Orla . You have my consent . Let your wedding be to - morrow ;
thither will I invite the Duke , and a his contented followers : go you , and prepare
Aliena ; for , look you , here comes my Rosalind . Rof . God save you , brother .
Enter Rosalind . Orla . You have my consent . Let your wedding be to - morrow ;
thither will I invite the Duke , and a his contented followers : go you , and prepare
Aliena ; for , look you , here comes my Rosalind . Rof . God save you , brother .
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Master , you look'd so longly look'd so longly on the maid , Perhaps , you mark'd
not what's the pith of all . Luc . O yes , I saw sweet Beauty in her face ; Such as
the daughter of Agenor had , That made great fove to humble him to her hand ...
Master , you look'd so longly look'd so longly on the maid , Perhaps , you mark'd
not what's the pith of all . Luc . O yes , I saw sweet Beauty in her face ; Such as
the daughter of Agenor had , That made great fove to humble him to her hand ...
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Fab . And his opposite , the youth , bears in his visage no great presage of cruelty
. Enter Maria . Sir To . * Look , where the youngest wren of nine comes . Mar. If
you desire the spleen , and will laugh yourfelves into stitches , follow me : yond ...
Fab . And his opposite , the youth , bears in his visage no great presage of cruelty
. Enter Maria . Sir To . * Look , where the youngest wren of nine comes . Mar. If
you desire the spleen , and will laugh yourfelves into stitches , follow me : yond ...
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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.