Twelfth night. Winter's talePrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... heart . Oli . O , I have read it ; it is heresy , Have you no more to say ? Vio . Good madam , let me see your face . Oli . Have you any commission from your lord to negotiate with my face ? you are now out of your text but we will draw ...
... heart . Oli . O , I have read it ; it is heresy , Have you no more to say ? Vio . Good madam , let me see your face . Oli . Have you any commission from your lord to negotiate with my face ? you are now out of your text but we will draw ...
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... heart of flint , that you shall love ; And let your fervour , like my master's , be Plac'd in contempt ! Farewel , fair cruelty . Oli . What is your parentage ? Above my fortunes , yet my state is well : - [ Exit . I am a gentleman.- -I ...
... heart of flint , that you shall love ; And let your fervour , like my master's , be Plac'd in contempt ! Farewel , fair cruelty . Oli . What is your parentage ? Above my fortunes , yet my state is well : - [ Exit . I am a gentleman.- -I ...
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... hearts to set their forms ! Alas , our frailty is the cause , not we ; For , such as we are made , if such we be . 31 70 How will this fadge ? My master loves her dearly ; And I , poor monster , fond as much on him ; 81 And she ...
... hearts to set their forms ! Alas , our frailty is the cause , not we ; For , such as we are made , if such we be . 31 70 How will this fadge ? My master loves her dearly ; And I , poor monster , fond as much on him ; 81 And she ...
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... hearts ? Did you never see the picture of we three ? Sir To . Welcome , ass . Now let's have a catch . Sir And . By my troth , the fool has an excellent breast . I had rather than forty shillings I had such a leg ; and so sweet a breath ...
... hearts ? Did you never see the picture of we three ? Sir To . Welcome , ass . Now let's have a catch . Sir And . By my troth , the fool has an excellent breast . I had rather than forty shillings I had such a leg ; and so sweet a breath ...
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... heart , since I must needs be gone . Mal . Nay , good Sir Toby . Clo . His eyes do shew his days are almost done . Mal . Is't even so ? Sir To . But I will never die . Clo . Sir Toby , there you lie . Dij Mal . Mal . This is much credit ...
... heart , since I must needs be gone . Mal . Nay , good Sir Toby . Clo . His eyes do shew his days are almost done . Mal . Is't even so ? Sir To . But I will never die . Clo . Sir Toby , there you lie . Dij Mal . Mal . This is much credit ...
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ancient Antigonus Autolycus Ben Jonson beseech better Bohemia Brownist called Camillo Cesario CLEOMENES Clown daughter dear dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio fool Gent gentleman give hand Hanmer hath heart heaven HENLEY Hermione honest Honest Whore honour i'the Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king kiss knight lady last enchantment Leontes lord madam MALONE Malvolio means mistress musick never o'er o'the old copy Olivia on't pash passage Paul Paulina Perdita play Polixenes Polyolbion pr'ythee pray prince queen Romeo and Juliet SCENE seems Shakspere Shakspere's Shep shew Sicilia Sir Andrew Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir Toby Sir Topas song speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thee THEOBALD there's thing thou art thou hast three merry TWELFTH NIGHT Viola volgo WARBURTON WINTER'S TALE woman word
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Page 75 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes.
Page 43 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Page 77 - I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
Page 75 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Page 5 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Page 102 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Page 25 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
Page 33 - O, mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.