The Works of William Shakespeare, Հատոր 1G. Routledge, 1883 - 832 էջ |
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Էջ 51
... madam , so you stumble not unheedfully . Ful . Of all the fair resort of gentlemen , That every day with parle encounter me , In thy opinion , which is worthiest love ? Luc . Please you , repeat their names , I'll sh'w my mind According ...
... madam , so you stumble not unheedfully . Ful . Of all the fair resort of gentlemen , That every day with parle encounter me , In thy opinion , which is worthiest love ? Luc . Please you , repeat their names , I'll sh'w my mind According ...
Էջ 52
... madam . Jul . To Julia . - Say , from whom ? Luc . Jul . Say , say ; who gave it thee ? That the contents will shew . Luc . Sir Valentine's page ; and sent , I think , from Proteus : He would have given it you , but I , being in the way ...
... madam . Jul . To Julia . - Say , from whom ? Luc . Jul . Say , say ; who gave it thee ? That the contents will shew . Luc . Sir Valentine's page ; and sent , I think , from Proteus : He would have given it you , but I , being in the way ...
Էջ 53
... madam , to a tune : Give me a note : your ladyship can set . Ful . As little by such toys as may be possible : Best sing it to the tune of Light o ' love . Luc . It is too heavy for so light a tune . Ful . Heavy ? belike , it hath some ...
... madam , to a tune : Give me a note : your ladyship can set . Ful . As little by such toys as may be possible : Best sing it to the tune of Light o ' love . Luc . It is too heavy for so light a tune . Ful . Heavy ? belike , it hath some ...
Էջ 54
... Madam , dinner is ready , and your father stays . Jul . Well , let us go . Luc . What , shall these papers lie like tell - tales here ? Jul . If you respect them , best to take them up . Luc . Nay , I was taken up for laying them down ...
... Madam , dinner is ready , and your father stays . Jul . Well , let us go . Luc . What , shall these papers lie like tell - tales here ? Jul . If you respect them , best to take them up . Luc . Nay , I was taken up for laying them down ...
Էջ 56
... Madam Silvia ! madam Silvia ! Val . How now , sirrah ? Speed . She is not within hearing , sir . Val . Why , sir , who bade you call her ? Speed . Your worship , sir , or else I mistook . Val . Well , you'll still be too forward . Speed ...
... Madam Silvia ! madam Silvia ! Val . How now , sirrah ? Speed . She is not within hearing , sir . Val . Why , sir , who bade you call her ? Speed . Your worship , sir , or else I mistook . Val . Well , you'll still be too forward . Speed ...
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Էջ 643 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.
Էջ 427 - Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn ; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all is that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king. Myself and what is mine to you and yours Is now converted : but now I was the lord Of this fair mansion, master of my servants, Queen o'er myself ; and even now, but now, This house, these servants, and this same myself Are yours, my lord. I give them with...
Էջ 770 - Good morrow, Hubert. Hub. Good morrow, little prince. Arth. As little prince (having so great a title To be more prince) as may be. You are sad. Hub. Indeed, I have been merrier. Arth. Mercy on me! Methinks, nobody should be sad but I : Yet, I remember, when I was in France, Young gentlemen would be as sad as night, Only for wantonness. By my Christendom...
Էջ 475 - 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. Heigh ho! sing, heigh ho! unto the green holly. Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly. Then, heigh ho, the holly! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky...