Cupid's Birthday Book: One Thousand Love-darts from Shakespeare, Gathered and Arranged for Every Day in the YearW.P. Nimmo, 1875 - 448 pages |
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... swift - footed Time , To the wide world and all her fading sweets ; But I forbid thee one most heinous crime : O , carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow . Sonnets , xix . S All I can , is nothing To her , whose. SEPTEMBER . ...
... swift - footed Time , To the wide world and all her fading sweets ; But I forbid thee one most heinous crime : O , carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow . Sonnets , xix . S All I can , is nothing To her , whose. SEPTEMBER . ...
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... September 2d . So good a lady that no tongue could ever Pronounce dishonour of her ; by my life , She never knew harm - doing . Henry VIII . , ii . 3 . Whilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns , With truth and plainness I do ...
... September 2d . So good a lady that no tongue could ever Pronounce dishonour of her ; by my life , She never knew harm - doing . Henry VIII . , ii . 3 . Whilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns , With truth and plainness I do ...
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... September 4th . Would I had never seen her ! Antony and Cleopatra , i . 2 . Well or ill , I am bound to you . Cymbeline , iv . 2 . He was a gentleman on whom I built An absolute trust . Macbeth , 4 . I love him well . Julius Cæsar , i ...
... September 4th . Would I had never seen her ! Antony and Cleopatra , i . 2 . Well or ill , I am bound to you . Cymbeline , iv . 2 . He was a gentleman on whom I built An absolute trust . Macbeth , 4 . I love him well . Julius Cæsar , i ...
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One Thousand Love-darts from Shakespeare, Gathered and Arranged for Every Day in the Year William Shakespeare, George Johnston September 4th . September 3d .
One Thousand Love-darts from Shakespeare, Gathered and Arranged for Every Day in the Year William Shakespeare, George Johnston September 4th . September 3d .
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... September 6th . God , the best maker of all marriages , Combine your hearts in one ! Henry V. , v . 2 . I stuck my choice upon her , ere my heart Durst make too bold a herald of my tongue . All's Well that Ends Well , v . 3 . Love ...
... September 6th . God , the best maker of all marriages , Combine your hearts in one ! Henry V. , v . 2 . I stuck my choice upon her , ere my heart Durst make too bold a herald of my tongue . All's Well that Ends Well , v . 3 . Love ...
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All's Antony and Cleopatra April beauty beloved blessed cheek Comedy of Errors Cupid Cymbeline daughter dear December dote e'er Ends eyes fair gentle Gentlemen of Verona grace Hamlet hand hath heart heaven Hebquary Henry VIII honour January Julius Cæsar July King John King Lear kiss live look lord love thee Love's Labour Lost Lover's Complaint lovers Macbeth maid married Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice Merry Wives Midsummer Night's Dream Midsummer-Night's Dream mistress ne'er never noble November October Othello Passionate Pilgrim Pericles praise Richard Richard III Romeo and Juliet September Shrew sigh sing Sonnets soul speak swear sweet love Taming tell Tempest thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou lovest thou wilt thoughts thy love Titus Andronicus to-morrow tongue Troilus and Cressida true love truth Twelfth Night Venus and Adonis Winter's Tale Wives of Windsor woman words worth youth
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Page 5 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs; She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful.
Page 17 - Troilus had his brains dashed out with a 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...
Page 5 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Page 29 - What maids lack from head to heel : • Come, buy of me, come ; come buy, come buy ; Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry: Come, buy, Sac.