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Page vi
... hear how he will shake me up . OLIVER . ( Enter Oliver . ) Now , sir ! what make you here ? ORLANDO . Nothing : I am not taught to make anything . OLIVER . What mar you then , sir ? ORLANDO . Marry , sir , I am helping you to mar that ...
... hear how he will shake me up . OLIVER . ( Enter Oliver . ) Now , sir ! what make you here ? ORLANDO . Nothing : I am not taught to make anything . OLIVER . What mar you then , sir ? ORLANDO . Marry , sir , I am helping you to mar that ...
Page vii
... hear me . My father charged you in his will to give me good education : you have trained me like a peasant , obscuring and hiding from me all gentleman - like qualities . The spirit of my father grows strong in me , and I will no longer ...
... hear me . My father charged you in his will to give me good education : you have trained me like a peasant , obscuring and hiding from me all gentleman - like qualities . The spirit of my father grows strong in me , and I will no longer ...
Page xxi
... hear me speak . DUKE FREDERICK . Ay , Celia ; we stay'd her for your sake , Else had she with her father rang'd along . CELIA . I did not then entreat to have her stay ; It was your pleasure and your own remorse : I was too young that ...
... hear me speak . DUKE FREDERICK . Ay , Celia ; we stay'd her for your sake , Else had she with her father rang'd along . CELIA . I did not then entreat to have her stay ; It was your pleasure and your own remorse : I was too young that ...
Page xxvi
... hear of any that did see her . The ladies , her attendants of her chamber , Saw her a - bed , and in the morning early They found the bed untreasur'd of their mistress . SECOND LORD . My lord , the roynish clown , at whom so oft Your ...
... hear of any that did see her . The ladies , her attendants of her chamber , Saw her a - bed , and in the morning early They found the bed untreasur'd of their mistress . SECOND LORD . My lord , the roynish clown , at whom so oft Your ...
Page xxxv
... hear The motley fool thus moral on the time , My lungs began to crow like chanticleer , That fools should be so deep - contemplative ; And I did laugh sans intermission An hour by his dial . - O noble fool ! - A worthy fool ! Motley's ...
... hear The motley fool thus moral on the time , My lungs began to crow like chanticleer , That fools should be so deep - contemplative ; And I did laugh sans intermission An hour by his dial . - O noble fool ! - A worthy fool ! Motley's ...
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Page xxxviii - 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 lxiii - ... 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 viii - They say 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 say many young gentlemen flock to him every day, and fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.
Page xxxii - Under the greenwood tree * Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither : Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.* JAQ.
Page xxxix - 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.
Page lxxxii - This carol they began that hour, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, How that a life was but a flower In spring time, &C.
Page xxxviii - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes,...
Page lxxxii - In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring.
Page xxiv - Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which., like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing: I would not change it. Amiens. Happy is your Grace That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet and so sweet a style.
Page lxv - Grecian club ; yet he did what he could to die before, and he is one of the patterns of love. Leander, he would have lived many a fair year, though 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.