The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 1G. Routledge, 1883 - 832 pages |
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... woman's face remember , Save , from my glass , mine own ; nor have I seen More that I may call men , than you , good friend , And my dear father : how features are abroad , I am skill - less of ; but , by my modesty , ( The jewel in my ...
... woman's face remember , Save , from my glass , mine own ; nor have I seen More that I may call men , than you , good friend , And my dear father : how features are abroad , I am skill - less of ; but , by my modesty , ( The jewel in my ...
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... woman's reason ; I think him so , because I think him so . Ful . And would'st thou have me cast my love on him ? Luc . Ay , if you thought your love not cast away . Ful . Luc . Ful . Why , he of all the rest hath never mov'd me . Yet he ...
... woman's reason ; I think him so , because I think him so . Ful . And would'st thou have me cast my love on him ? Luc . Ay , if you thought your love not cast away . Ful . Luc . Ful . Why , he of all the rest hath never mov'd me . Yet he ...
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... woman ; for I would prevent The loose encounters of lascivious men : Gentle Lucetta , fit me with such weeds As may beseem some well - reputed page . Luc . Why then your ladyship must cut your hair . Jul . No , girl ; I'll knit it up in ...
... woman ; for I would prevent The loose encounters of lascivious men : Gentle Lucetta , fit me with such weeds As may beseem some well - reputed page . Luc . Why then your ladyship must cut your hair . Jul . No , girl ; I'll knit it up in ...
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... woman's mind . Duke . But she did scorn a present that I sent her . [ Exit . Val . A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her 70 [ ACT III . TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA .
... woman's mind . Duke . But she did scorn a present that I sent her . [ Exit . Val . A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her 70 [ ACT III . TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA .
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... woman . Duke . But , she I mean is promis'd by her friends Unto a youthful gentleman of worth ; And kept severely from resort of men , That no man hath access by day to her . Val . Why then I would resort to her by night . Duke . Ay ...
... woman . Duke . But , she I mean is promis'd by her friends Unto a youthful gentleman of worth ; And kept severely from resort of men , That no man hath access by day to her . Val . Why then I would resort to her by night . Duke . Ay ...
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Page 643 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.
Page 427 - Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn ; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all is that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king. Myself and what is mine to you and yours Is now converted : but now I was the lord Of this fair mansion, master of my servants, Queen o'er myself ; and even now, but now, This house, these servants, and this same myself Are yours, my lord. I give them with...
Page 770 - Good morrow, Hubert. Hub. Good morrow, little prince. Arth. As little prince (having so great a title To be more prince) as may be. You are sad. Hub. Indeed, I have been merrier. Arth. Mercy on me! Methinks, nobody should be sad but I : Yet, I remember, when I was in France, Young gentlemen would be as sad as night, Only for wantonness. By my Christendom...
Page 475 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind ! Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh ho! sing, heigh ho! unto the green holly. Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly. Then, heigh ho, the holly! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky...