As You Like it: A ComedyS. Gosnell, 1810 - 72 էջ |
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... kind of chase , I should hate him , for my father hated his father dearly ; yet I hate not Orlando . Ros . No ' faith , hate him not , for my sake . Cel . Why should I ? doth he not deserve well ? Ros . Let me love him for that ; and do ...
... kind of chase , I should hate him , for my father hated his father dearly ; yet I hate not Orlando . Ros . No ' faith , hate him not , for my sake . Cel . Why should I ? doth he not deserve well ? Ros . Let me love him for that ; and do ...
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... kind of men Their graces serve them but as enemies ? No more do yours ; your virtues , gentle master , Are sanctified and holy traitors to you . O , what a world is this , when what is comely Envenoms him that bears it ! Orl . Why ...
... kind of men Their graces serve them but as enemies ? No more do yours ; your virtues , gentle master , Are sanctified and holy traitors to you . O , what a world is this , when what is comely Envenoms him that bears it ! Orl . Why ...
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... kind , think you do more usurp Than doth your brother that hath banish a you . To - day , my lord of Amiens , and myself , Did steal behind An oak , whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood : To the which ...
... kind , think you do more usurp Than doth your brother that hath banish a you . To - day , my lord of Amiens , and myself , Did steal behind An oak , whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood : To the which ...
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... if you like , upon report , The soil , the profit , and this kind of life , I will your very faithful feeder be , And buy it with your gold right suddenly . [ Exeunt . SCENE VI . Another Part of the Forest . Enter 30 AS YOU LIKE IT .
... if you like , upon report , The soil , the profit , and this kind of life , I will your very faithful feeder be , And buy it with your gold right suddenly . [ Exeunt . SCENE VI . Another Part of the Forest . Enter 30 AS YOU LIKE IT .
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... kind master . Orl . Why , how now , Adam ! no greater heart in thee ? Live a little ; comfort a little ; cheer thyself a little if this uncouth forest yield any thing savage , I will either be food for it , or bring it for food to thee ...
... kind master . Orl . Why , how now , Adam ! no greater heart in thee ? Live a little ; comfort a little ; cheer thyself a little if this uncouth forest yield any thing savage , I will either be food for it , or bring it for food to thee ...
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Էջ 23 - O good old man ; how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed...
Էջ 33 - Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time; If ever you have look'd on better days; If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church ; If ever sat at any good man's feast ; If ever from your eyelids wip'da tear, And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied; Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope, I blush, and hide my sword.
Էջ 28 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I ; when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Էջ 34 - 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.
Էջ 24 - 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. 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...
Էջ 32 - how the world wags: Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Էջ 37 - I like it very well ; but in respect 15 that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now, in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well ; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious.
Էջ 34 - 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.
Էջ 27 - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; 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...
Էջ 53 - 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.