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... Boyet , you can produce acquittances For such a sum from special officers Of Charles his father . King . Satisfy me so . Boyet . So please your grace , the packet is not come , Where that and other specialties are bound : To - SCENE I ...
... Boyet , you can produce acquittances For such a sum from special officers Of Charles his father . King . Satisfy me so . Boyet . So please your grace , the packet is not come , Where that and other specialties are bound : To - SCENE I ...
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... Boyet . A woman sometimes , an you saw her in the light . Long . Perchance light in the light . I desire her name . Boyet . She hath but one for herself ; to desire that were a shame . Long . Pray you , sir , whose daughter ? Boyet ...
... Boyet . A woman sometimes , an you saw her in the light . Long . Perchance light in the light . I desire her name . Boyet . She hath but one for herself ; to desire that were a shame . Long . Pray you , sir , whose daughter ? Boyet ...
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... Boyet . Not unlike , sir ; that may be . [ Exit Long . Biron . [ coming forward ] What's her name in the cap ? Boyet . Rosaline , by good hap . ( 34 ) Biron . Is she wedded or no ? Boyet . To her will , sir , or so . Biron . You are ...
... Boyet . Not unlike , sir ; that may be . [ Exit Long . Biron . [ coming forward ] What's her name in the cap ? Boyet . Rosaline , by good hap . ( 34 ) Biron . Is she wedded or no ? Boyet . To her will , sir , or so . Biron . You are ...
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... Boyet . Do you hear , my mad wenches ? Mar. No. Boyet . What then ? do you see ? Ros . Ay , our way to be gone . Boyet . You are too hard for me . [ Exeunt . ACT III . SCENE I. A part of the park . Enter ARMADO and MOTH . Arm . Warble ...
... Boyet . Do you hear , my mad wenches ? Mar. No. Boyet . What then ? do you see ? Ros . Ay , our way to be gone . Boyet . You are too hard for me . [ Exeunt . ACT III . SCENE I. A part of the park . Enter ARMADO and MOTH . Arm . Warble ...
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... BOYET , Lords , Attendants , and a Forester . Prin . Was that the king , that spurr'd his horse so hard Against the steep uprising of the hill ? Boyet . I know not ; but I think it was not he . Prin . Whoe'er he was , he show'd a ...
... BOYET , Lords , Attendants , and a Forester . Prin . Was that the king , that spurr'd his horse so hard Against the steep uprising of the hill ? Boyet . I know not ; but I think it was not he . Prin . Whoe'er he was , he show'd a ...
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Page 410 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Page 236 - When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipped, and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, "Tu-whit, Tu-who!
Page 236 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 410 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Page 378 - Christian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge ; If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Page 269 - Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!
Page 382 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head ? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engender'd in the eyes, With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell ALL.
Page 278 - That very time I saw, (but thou couldst not,) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.