The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Volume 2 |
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... Boyet . Do not curst wives hold that self - sovereignty Only for praise ' sake , when they strive to be Lords o'er their lords ? Prin . Only for praise ; and praise we may afford To any lady that subdues a lord . Enter COSTARD . Here ...
... Boyet . Do not curst wives hold that self - sovereignty Only for praise ' sake , when they strive to be Lords o'er their lords ? Prin . Only for praise ; and praise we may afford To any lady that subdues a lord . Enter COSTARD . Here ...
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William Shakespeare. Boyet . I am bound to serve.- This letter is mistook ; it importeth none here . It is writ to Jaquenetta . Prin . We will read it , I swear . Break the neck of the wax , and every one give ear . Boyet . [ Reads ...
William Shakespeare. Boyet . I am bound to serve.- This letter is mistook ; it importeth none here . It is writ to Jaquenetta . Prin . We will read it , I swear . Break the neck of the wax , and every one give ear . Boyet . [ Reads ...
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... Boyet . Who is the suitor ? who is the suitor ? 3 Ros . [ Exit Princess and Train . Shall I teach you to know ? Why , she that bears the bow . Boyet . Ay , my continent of beauty . Ros . Finely put off ! Boyet . My lady goes to kill ...
... Boyet . Who is the suitor ? who is the suitor ? 3 Ros . [ Exit Princess and Train . Shall I teach you to know ? Why , she that bears the bow . Boyet . Ay , my continent of beauty . Ros . Finely put off ! Boyet . My lady goes to kill ...
Page 111
... Boyet , and she strikes at the brow . Boyet . But she herself is hit lower . Have I hit her now ? Ros . Shall I come upon thee with an old saying , that was a man when king Pepin of France was a little boy , as touching the hit it ? Boyet ...
... Boyet , and she strikes at the brow . Boyet . But she herself is hit lower . Have I hit her now ? Ros . Shall I come upon thee with an old saying , that was a man when king Pepin of France was a little boy , as touching the hit it ? Boyet ...
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... Boyet . I fear too much rubbing . Good night , my [ Exeunt BOYET and MARIA . Cost . By my soul , a swain ! a most simple clown ! Lord , lord , how the ladies and I have put him down ! O ' my troth , most sweet jests ! most incony vulgar ...
... Boyet . I fear too much rubbing . Good night , my [ Exeunt BOYET and MARIA . Cost . By my soul , a swain ! a most simple clown ! Lord , lord , how the ladies and I have put him down ! O ' my troth , most sweet jests ! most incony vulgar ...
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Page 289 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well saved, 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, sans taste, sans everything.
Page 20 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 273 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Page 165 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Page 175 - If to do, were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions. I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.