The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Volum 4R. Crowder, 1772 |
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Pàgina 25
... face , or a weathercock on a fteeple ! My mafter fues to her , and fhe hath taught her fuitor , He being her pupil , to become her tutor : O excellent device ! was there ever heard a better ? That my master , being the fcribe , to ...
... face , or a weathercock on a fteeple ! My mafter fues to her , and fhe hath taught her fuitor , He being her pupil , to become her tutor : O excellent device ! was there ever heard a better ? That my master , being the fcribe , to ...
Pàgina 46
... faces . That man that hath a tongue , I fay , is no man , 4 ! If with his tongue he cannot win a woman . eccɔ graces ; I 17 . Duke . But the I mean is promis'd by her friends Unto a youthful gentleman of worth , And kept severely from ...
... faces . That man that hath a tongue , I fay , is no man , 4 ! If with his tongue he cannot win a woman . eccɔ graces ; I 17 . Duke . But the I mean is promis'd by her friends Unto a youthful gentleman of worth , And kept severely from ...
Pàgina 69
... face and thy behaviour ; Which , if my augury deceive me not ,. Witnefs good bringing up , fortune and truth : Therefore know thou , for this I entertain thee . Go prefently , and take this ring with thee ; Deliver it to Madam Silvia ...
... face and thy behaviour ; Which , if my augury deceive me not ,. Witnefs good bringing up , fortune and truth : Therefore know thou , for this I entertain thee . Go prefently , and take this ring with thee ; Deliver it to Madam Silvia ...
Pàgina 71
... , in my judgment , was as fair as you : But fince the did neglect her looking - glafs , And threw her fun - expelling mask away , The air hath starved the roles in her cheeks ,. And pinched the lily - tinature of her face , OF VERONA . ¡ ...
... , in my judgment , was as fair as you : But fince the did neglect her looking - glafs , And threw her fun - expelling mask away , The air hath starved the roles in her cheeks ,. And pinched the lily - tinature of her face , OF VERONA . ¡ ...
Pàgina 72
... face , That now fhe is become as black as I .. Sil . How tall was fhe ? Jul . About my ftature : for at Pentecoft , When all our pageants of delight were play'd , Our youth got me to play the woman's part , And I was trim'd in Madam ...
... face , That now fhe is become as black as I .. Sil . How tall was fhe ? Jul . About my ftature : for at Pentecoft , When all our pageants of delight were play'd , Our youth got me to play the woman's part , And I was trim'd in Madam ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 118 - No, sir,' quoth he, 'Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune:' And then he drew a dial from his poke, And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see...
Pàgina 118 - 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.
Pàgina 122 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Pàgina 271 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Pàgina 151 - 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.
Pàgina 151 - No, faith, die by attorney. The poor world is almost six thousand years old, and in all this time there was not any man died in his own person, videlicet, in a love-cause.
Pàgina 111 - 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.
Pàgina 135 - Time travels in divers paces with divers persons: I'll tell you who time ambles withal, who time trots withal, who time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.
Pàgina 106 - 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.
Pàgina 107 - Tis right, quoth he ; this misery doth part The flux of company. Anon, a careless herd, Full of the pasture, jumps along by him, And never stays to greet him; Ay, quoth Jaques, Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens ; 'TVs just the fashion.