Shakespeare's Works, Količina 11Harper & brothers, 1884 |
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1st folio Adam Spencer beauty Bertram better brother Camb Celia Clarke Clown Coll conjecture Corin Cotgrave Countess court Cymb Diana doth drum Duke Senior edition editors ellipsis Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father favour followed fool forest forest of Arden fortune Ganimede Gentleman give grace hand Hanmer hast hath heart heaven Helena honour Jaques Johnson Julius Cæsar King knave lady Lafeu Lear live look Lord Love's Labour's Lost Macb madam maid Malone marry meaning Merchant of Venice mistress Narbon nature never noble Oliver Orlando Parolles passage passion Phebe play poor pray quoth Rich Rosader Rosalind Rousillon Saladyne SCENE Schmidt sense Shakespeare Shakspere Silvius Soldier Sonn speak Steevens quotes sweet Temp thee Theo thine thing thou art thought Touchstone Twelfth Night verb Warb Widow wife woman word young youth
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Stran 64 - 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, sans taste, sans every thing.
Stran 64 - 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.
Stran 53 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo 50 The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly...
Stran 62 - They say miracles are past ; and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar, things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it that we make trifles of terrors ; ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.
Stran 92 - 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.
Stran 24 - It were all one, That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me: In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
Stran 61 - Invest me in my motley ; give me leave To speak my mind, and I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.
Stran 42 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Stran 108 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Stran 57 - 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.