The Plays and Poems of William Shakespeare: Printed from the Text of J. Payne Collier, with the Life and Portrait of the Poet, 2±ÇTauchnitz, 1843 |
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... present profession a tinker ? Ask Marian Hacket , the fat alewife of Wincot , if she know me not : if she say I am not fourteen pence on the score for sheer ale , score me up for the lyingest knave in Christendom . What ! I am not ...
... present profession a tinker ? Ask Marian Hacket , the fat alewife of Wincot , if she know me not : if she say I am not fourteen pence on the score for sheer ale , score me up for the lyingest knave in Christendom . What ! I am not ...
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... present an ewer , bason , and napkin . O , how we joy to see your wit restor❜d ! O , that once more you knew but what you are ! These fifteen years you have been in a dream , Or , when you wak'd , so wak'd as if you slept . Sly . These ...
... present an ewer , bason , and napkin . O , how we joy to see your wit restor❜d ! O , that once more you knew but what you are ! These fifteen years you have been in a dream , Or , when you wak'd , so wak'd as if you slept . Sly . These ...
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... , for an entrance to my entertainment , I do present you with a man of mine , Cunning in music , and the mathematics , - [ Presenting HORTENSIO . To instruct her fully in those sciences , Whereof , 26 26 TAMING OF THE SHREW.
... , for an entrance to my entertainment , I do present you with a man of mine , Cunning in music , and the mathematics , - [ Presenting HORTENSIO . To instruct her fully in those sciences , Whereof , 26 26 TAMING OF THE SHREW.
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... present alms ; If not , elsewhere they meet with charity : But , I , who never knew how to entreat , Nor never needed that I should entreat , Am starv'd for meat , giddy for lack of sleep ; With oaths kept waking , and with brawling fed ...
... present alms ; If not , elsewhere they meet with charity : But , I , who never knew how to entreat , Nor never needed that I should entreat , Am starv'd for meat , giddy for lack of sleep ; With oaths kept waking , and with brawling fed ...
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... present answer back : Commend me to my kinsmen , and my son . This is not much . Clo . Not much commendation to them . Count . Not much employment for you : you understand me ? Clo . Most fruitfully : I am there before my legs . Count ...
... present answer back : Commend me to my kinsmen , and my son . This is not much . Clo . Not much commendation to them . Count . Not much employment for you : you understand me ? Clo . Most fruitfully : I am there before my legs . Count ...
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476 ÆäÀÌÁö - Richard : no man cried , God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home; But dust was thrown upon his sacred head , Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God , for some strong purpose , steel'd The hearts of men , they must perforce have melted , And barbarism itself have pitied him.
288 ÆäÀÌÁö - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
190 ÆäÀÌÁö - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? We men may say more, swear more ; but indeed Our shows are more than will, for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio.
137 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
457 ÆäÀÌÁö - My figur'd goblets for a dish of wood, My sceptre for a palmer's walking-staff, My subjects for a pair of carved saints, And my large kingdom for a little grave, A little little grave, an obscure grave : Or I'll be buried in the king's highway, Some way of common trade, where subjects...
289 ÆäÀÌÁö - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids ; bold...