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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... Clown . [ Exit . ND how like you this fhepherd's life , Mr. Cor . A Touchstone ? Clo . Truly , fhepherd , in respect of itself , it is a good life ; but in refpect that it is a fhepherd's life , it is naught . In refpect that it is ...
... Clown . [ Exit . ND how like you this fhepherd's life , Mr. Cor . A Touchstone ? Clo . Truly , fhepherd , in respect of itself , it is a good life ; but in refpect that it is a fhepherd's life , it is naught . In refpect that it is ...
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... Clown . Cel . D SCENE VI . IDST thou hear these verscs ? Rof . O yes , I heard them all , and more too ; for fome of them had in them more feet than the verfes would bear . Cel . That's no matter ; the feet might bear the verses . Rof ...
... Clown . Cel . D SCENE VI . IDST thou hear these verscs ? Rof . O yes , I heard them all , and more too ; for fome of them had in them more feet than the verfes would bear . Cel . That's no matter ; the feet might bear the verses . Rof ...
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... in the Forest you live will you go ? Orla . With all my heart , good youth . Rof . Nay , nay , you must call me Rofalind : come , fifter , will you go ? [ Exeunt . SCENT Clo . SCENE IX . Enter Clown , Audrey and AS YOU LIKE IT . 51.
... in the Forest you live will you go ? Orla . With all my heart , good youth . Rof . Nay , nay , you must call me Rofalind : come , fifter , will you go ? [ Exeunt . SCENT Clo . SCENE IX . Enter Clown , Audrey and AS YOU LIKE IT . 51.
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William Shakespeare. Clo . SCENE IX . Enter Clown , Audrey and Jaques . OME apace , good Audrey , I will fetch up your goats , Audrey ; and now , Audrey , am I the man yet ? doth my fimple feature content you ? Aud . Your features , lord ...
William Shakespeare. Clo . SCENE IX . Enter Clown , Audrey and Jaques . OME apace , good Audrey , I will fetch up your goats , Audrey ; and now , Audrey , am I the man yet ? doth my fimple feature content you ? Aud . Your features , lord ...
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... Clown and Audrey . CLOWN . E fhall find a time , Audrey ; patience , gentle WE WR Audrey . Aud . Faith , the Prieft was good enough , for all the old gentleman's faying . Clo . A moft wicked Sir Oliver , Audrey ; a most vile Mar - text ...
... Clown and Audrey . CLOWN . E fhall find a time , Audrey ; patience , gentle WE WR Audrey . Aud . Faith , the Prieft was good enough , for all the old gentleman's faying . Clo . A moft wicked Sir Oliver , Audrey ; a most vile Mar - text ...
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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.