The works of William Shakspere. Knight's Cabinet ed., with additional notes, Volume 3 |
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... Lord Lucy . He did bear gules , three lucies hariant argent . " The luce is a pike , - " the fresh fish ; " not the " familiar beast to man . " So far is clear ; but why " the salt fish is an old coat " is not so intelligible . b ...
... Lord Lucy . He did bear gules , three lucies hariant argent . " The luce is a pike , - " the fresh fish ; " not the " familiar beast to man . " So far is clear ; but why " the salt fish is an old coat " is not so intelligible . b ...
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... lords and his ladies , you must speak possitable , if you can carry her your desires towards her . Shal . That you must : Will you , upon good dowry , marry her ? Slen . I will do a greater thing than that , upon your request , cousin ...
... lords and his ladies , you must speak possitable , if you can carry her your desires towards her . Shal . That you must : Will you , upon good dowry , marry her ? Slen . I will do a greater thing than that , upon your request , cousin ...
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... Lord , Lord ! your worship's a wanton : Well , Heaven forgive you , and all of us , I pray ! Fal . Mistress Ford ; -come , mistress Ford , — Quick . Marry , this is the short and the long of it ; you have brought her into such a ...
... Lord , Lord ! your worship's a wanton : Well , Heaven forgive you , and all of us , I pray ! Fal . Mistress Ford ; -come , mistress Ford , — Quick . Marry , this is the short and the long of it ; you have brought her into such a ...
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... lords , de gentlemen , my patients . Host . For the which I will be thy adversary toward Anne Page ; said I well ? Caius . By gar , ' t is good ; vell said . Host . Let us wag then . Caius . Come at my heels , Jack Rugby . [ Exeunt . a ...
... lords , de gentlemen , my patients . Host . For the which I will be thy adversary toward Anne Page ; said I well ? Caius . By gar , ' t is good ; vell said . Host . Let us wag then . Caius . Come at my heels , Jack Rugby . [ Exeunt . a ...
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... lord , I would make thee my lady . Mrs. Ford . I your lady , sir John ! alas , I should be a pitiful lady . Fal . Let the court of France show me such another . I see how thine eye would emulate the diamond : Thou hast the right arched ...
... lord , I would make thee my lady . Mrs. Ford . I your lady , sir John ! alas , I should be a pitiful lady . Fal . Let the court of France show me such another . I see how thine eye would emulate the diamond : Thou hast the right arched ...
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Page 221 - Be comfort to my age ! Here is the gold ; All this I give you. Let me be your servant. 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 50 The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Page 257 - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's, which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice; nor the lover's, which is all these: but 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 330 - Thou hast nor youth, nor age ; But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep, Dreaming on both: for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms Of palsied eld ; and when thou art old, and rich, Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty, To make thy riches pleasant. What's yet in this, That bears the name of life? Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths: yet death we fear, That makes these odds all even.
Page 231 - This wide and universal theatre Presents more woeful pageants than the scene Wherein we play in. Jaq. All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages.
Page 217 - Come, shall we go and kill us venison ? And yet it irks me, the poor dappled fools, Being native burghers of this desert city ', Should, in their own confines, with forked heads ' Have their round haunches gor'd.
Page 235 - Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd's life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious.
Page 217 - To-day my Lord of Amiens, and myself, Did steal behind him as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Page 122 - Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia ! O, you should not rest Between the elements of air and earth, But you should pity me.
Page 344 - He who the sword of heaven will bear Should be as holy as severe ; Pattern in himself, to know, Grace to stand, and virtue go ; More nor less to others paying, Than by self-offences weighing. Shame to him, whose cruel striking Kills for faults of his own liking...
Page 221 - O good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat but for promotion, And having that, do choke their service up Even with the having: it is not so with thee.