The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]., Volume 3 |
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... What colour , Madam ? how shall I answer you ? Rof . As wit and fortune will . Clo . Or as the deftinies decree . Cel , Well faid , that was laid on with a trowel , Clo . Nay , if I keep not my rank As You Like it . II.
... What colour , Madam ? how shall I answer you ? Rof . As wit and fortune will . Clo . Or as the deftinies decree . Cel , Well faid , that was laid on with a trowel , Clo . Nay , if I keep not my rank As You Like it . II.
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... faid Jaques ? Did he not moralize this fpectacle ? 1 Lord . O yes , into a thousand fimilies . Firft , for his weeping in the needlefs ftream ; Poor deer , quoth he , thou mak'ft a teftament As worldlings do , giving thy fum of more To ...
... faid Jaques ? Did he not moralize this fpectacle ? 1 Lord . O yes , into a thousand fimilies . Firft , for his weeping in the needlefs ftream ; Poor deer , quoth he , thou mak'ft a teftament As worldlings do , giving thy fum of more To ...
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... of a peafood inftead of her , from whom I took two cods , and giving her them again , faid with weeping tears , wear thefe for my fake VOL . III . C We We that are true lovers run into strange capers ; As You Like it .
... of a peafood inftead of her , from whom I took two cods , and giving her them again , faid with weeping tears , wear thefe for my fake VOL . III . C We We that are true lovers run into strange capers ; As You Like it .
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... faid , thou look'ft cheerly . And I'll be with thee quickly ; yet thou lyeft in the bleak air . Come , I will bear thee to fome helter , and thou shalt not die for lack of a dinner , if there live any thing in this defart . Cheerly ...
... faid , thou look'ft cheerly . And I'll be with thee quickly ; yet thou lyeft in the bleak air . Come , I will bear thee to fome helter , and thou shalt not die for lack of a dinner , if there live any thing in this defart . Cheerly ...
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... faid ; but whether wifely or no , let the forest judge . SCENE V. Enter Celia with a writing . Rof . Peace , here comes my fifter reading , ftand afide . Cel . Why fhould this a defart be ? For it is unpeopled . No ; Tongues I'll bang ...
... faid ; but whether wifely or no , let the forest judge . SCENE V. Enter Celia with a writing . Rof . Peace , here comes my fifter reading , ftand afide . Cel . Why fhould this a defart be ? For it is unpeopled . No ; Tongues I'll bang ...
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Page 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...
Page 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Page 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Page 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...