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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... true lovers , run into strange ca- pers ; but as all is mortal in nature , fo is all nature in love mortal in folly . * 4 Rof . Thou speak'ft wifer , than thou art ware of . Clo . Nay , I fhall ne'er be ware of mine own wit , ' till I ...
... true lovers , run into strange ca- pers ; but as all is mortal in nature , fo is all nature in love mortal in folly . * 4 Rof . Thou speak'ft wifer , than thou art ware of . Clo . Nay , I fhall ne'er be ware of mine own wit , ' till I ...
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... In the which hope I blufh , and hide my fword . Duke Sen. True is it , and that we have seen better days ; And have with holy bell been knoll'd to church ; C 4 , And And fate at good men's feafts , and wip'd our AS YOU LIKE IT . 35.
... In the which hope I blufh , and hide my fword . Duke Sen. True is it , and that we have seen better days ; And have with holy bell been knoll'd to church ; C 4 , And And fate at good men's feafts , and wip'd our AS YOU LIKE IT . 35.
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... true labourer , I earn that I eat ; get that I wear ; owe no man hate , envy no man's hap- pinefs ; glad of other men's good , content with my harm ; and the greateft of my pride is , to fee my ewes graze , and my lambs fuck . Clo ...
... true labourer , I earn that I eat ; get that I wear ; owe no man hate , envy no man's hap- pinefs ; glad of other men's good , content with my harm ; and the greateft of my pride is , to fee my ewes graze , and my lambs fuck . Clo ...
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... true maid . Cel . I'faith , coz , ' tis he . Rof . Orlando ! Cel . Orlando . Rof . Alas the day , what shall I do with my doublet and hofe ? what did he , when thou faw`ft him ? what faid he ? how look'd he ? wherein went he ? what ...
... true maid . Cel . I'faith , coz , ' tis he . Rof . Orlando ! Cel . Orlando . Rof . Alas the day , what shall I do with my doublet and hofe ? what did he , when thou faw`ft him ? what faid he ? how look'd he ? wherein went he ? what ...
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... true lover in the Foreft ; elfe , fighing every minute , and groaning every hour , would detect the lazy foot of time , as well as a clock . Orla . And why not the fwift foot of time ? had not that been as proper ? . Rof . By no means ...
... true lover in the Foreft ; elfe , fighing every minute , and groaning every hour , would detect the lazy foot of time , as well as a clock . Orla . And why not the fwift foot of time ? had not that been as proper ? . Rof . By no means ...
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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.