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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... live ? Cha . They fay , he is already in the forest of Arden , and a many merry men with him ; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England ; they fay , many young gentlemen flock to him every day , and fleet the time ...
... live ? Cha . They fay , he is already in the forest of Arden , and a many merry men with him ; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England ; they fay , many young gentlemen flock to him every day , and fleet the time ...
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... live out of her company . Duke . You are a fool : you , Neice , provide yourself ; If you out - flay the time , upon mine Honour , And in the Greatness of you die . my word , [ Exeunt Duke , & c . SCENE X. Cel . O My poor Rofalind ...
... live out of her company . Duke . You are a fool : you , Neice , provide yourself ; If you out - flay the time , upon mine Honour , And in the Greatness of you die . my word , [ Exeunt Duke , & c . SCENE X. Cel . O My poor Rofalind ...
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... what's the matter ? Adam . O unhappy youth , Come not within thefe doors ; within this roof The enemy of all your graces lives : Your brother- ( no ; no brother ; yet the fon , - Yet Yet not the fon ; I will not call him 24 AS YOU LIKE IT .
... what's the matter ? Adam . O unhappy youth , Come not within thefe doors ; within this roof The enemy of all your graces lives : Your brother- ( no ; no brother ; yet the fon , - Yet Yet not the fon ; I will not call him 24 AS YOU LIKE IT .
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... live here no more . At feventeen years Many their fortunes seek ; But at fourfcore , it is too late a week ; Yet fortune cannot recompence me better Than to die well , and not my master's debtor . [ Exe . SCENE IV . Changes to the ...
... live here no more . At feventeen years Many their fortunes seek ; But at fourfcore , it is too late a week ; Yet fortune cannot recompence me better Than to die well , and not my master's debtor . [ Exe . SCENE IV . Changes to the ...
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... live a little ; comfort a little ; cheer thyfelf a little . If this uncouth Foreft yield any thing favage , I will either be food for it , or bring it for food to thee : thy conceit is nearer death , than thy powers . For my fake be ...
... live a little ; comfort a little ; cheer thyfelf a little . If this uncouth Foreft yield any thing favage , I will either be food for it , or bring it for food to thee : thy conceit is nearer death , than thy powers . For my fake be ...
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affure againſt anſwer Baptifta Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Cath Catharina Catharine Clown Count daughter defire doft doth Duke Exeunt Exit faid father fervant ferve feven fhall fhew fhould fince fing firft firſt fome fool fpeak ftand ftill fuch fure fwear fweet gentleman give Gremio hath heart heav'n himſelf hither honour horſe Hortenfio houſe huſband Illyria itſelf Kate King knave Lady Lord Lucentio Madam mafter maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Narbon Orla Orlando Padua Petruchio pleaſe pleaſure pr'ythee pray preſent reafon Rofalind Roufillon ſay SCENE Enter ſhall ſhe Signior Sir Toby ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thine thoſe thou art thouſand Tranio uſe wife worfe yourſelf youth
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33 psl. - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
304 psl. - 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.
32 psl. - 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.
25 psl. - 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.
63 psl. - 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.
21 psl. - 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.