The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 24
... courage- ous to petticoat ; therefore courage , good Aliena . Cel . I pray you , bear with me , I can go no further . Clo . For my part , I had rather bear with you than bear you you ; yet I fhould bear no cross if I 24 As You Like it .
... courage- ous to petticoat ; therefore courage , good Aliena . Cel . I pray you , bear with me , I can go no further . Clo . For my part , I had rather bear with you than bear you you ; yet I fhould bear no cross if I 24 As You Like it .
Pàgina 26
... pray you , one of you queftion yond man , If he for gold will give us any food ; I faint almoft to death . " Clo . Holla ; you , clown ! Rof . Peace , fool ; he's not thy kinsman . Cor . Who calls ? Clo . Your betters . Cor . Elfe they ...
... pray you , one of you queftion yond man , If he for gold will give us any food ; I faint almoft to death . " Clo . Holla ; you , clown ! Rof . Peace , fool ; he's not thy kinsman . Cor . Who calls ? Clo . Your betters . Cor . Elfe they ...
Pàgina 32
... pray you ; I thought that all things had been favage here , And therefore put I on the countenance Of ftern commandment . But whate'er you are That in this defart inacceffible , Under the fhade of melancholy boughs , Lofe and neglect ...
... pray you ; I thought that all things had been favage here , And therefore put I on the countenance Of ftern commandment . But whate'er you are That in this defart inacceffible , Under the fhade of melancholy boughs , Lofe and neglect ...
Pàgina 41
... pray you , marr no more trees with writing love- fongs in their barks . Orla . I pray you , marr no more of my verfes with read- ing them ill - favouredly . Jaq . Rofalind is Orla . Yes , juft . your love's name . Jaq . I do not like ...
... pray you , marr no more trees with writing love- fongs in their barks . Orla . I pray you , marr no more of my verfes with read- ing them ill - favouredly . Jaq . Rofalind is Orla . Yes , juft . your love's name . Jaq . I do not like ...
Pàgina 42
... pray you , what is't a clock ? Orla . You should ask me what time o ' day ; there's no clock in the foreft . Ref . Then there is no true lover in the foreft ; elfe fighing every minute , and groaning every hour , would de- tect the lazy ...
... pray you , what is't a clock ? Orla . You should ask me what time o ' day ; there's no clock in the foreft . Ref . Then there is no true lover in the foreft ; elfe fighing every minute , and groaning every hour , would de- tect the lazy ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 145 - 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 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Pàgina 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Pàgina 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Pàgina 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Pàgina 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Pàgina 29 - 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...