The New Grant White Shakespeare: As you like it ; The taming of the shrew ; All's well that ends wellLittle, Brown,, 1912 |
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... Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM . Oli . Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon me ? 90 I will physic your rankness , and yet give no thousand crowns neither . Holla , Dennis ! Enter DENNIS . Dennis . Calls your worship ? Oli . Was not Charles ...
... Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM . Oli . Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon me ? 90 I will physic your rankness , and yet give no thousand crowns neither . Holla , Dennis ! Enter DENNIS . Dennis . Calls your worship ? Oli . Was not Charles ...
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... Exeunt DUKE FRED . , Train , and LE BEAU . Cel . Were I my father , coz , would I do this ? Orl . I am more proud to be Sir Rowland's son , 230 breath'd , i . e . I have not put forth my full strength . 238 still , always ( as often ) ...
... Exeunt DUKE FRED . , Train , and LE BEAU . Cel . Were I my father , coz , would I do this ? Orl . I am more proud to be Sir Rowland's son , 230 breath'd , i . e . I have not put forth my full strength . 238 still , always ( as often ) ...
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... Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA . hangs these weights upon my I cannot speak to her ; yet she urg'd conference . Enter LE BEAU . O poor Orlando ! thou art overthrown ; Or Charles , or something weaker , masters thee . Le Beau . Good sir , I ...
... Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA . hangs these weights upon my I cannot speak to her ; yet she urg'd conference . Enter LE BEAU . O poor Orlando ! thou art overthrown ; Or Charles , or something weaker , masters thee . Le Beau . Good sir , I ...
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... Exeunt DUKE FREDERICK and Lords . Cel . O my poor Rosalind ! whither wilt thou go ? Wilt thou change fathers ? I will give thee mine . I charge thee , be not thou more griev'd than I am . Ros . I have more cause . Cel . Thou hast not ...
... Exeunt DUKE FREDERICK and Lords . Cel . O my poor Rosalind ! whither wilt thou go ? Wilt thou change fathers ? I will give thee mine . I charge thee , be not thou more griev'd than I am . Ros . I have more cause . Cel . Thou hast not ...
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... Exeunt . 140 Enter DUKE , Senior , AMIENS , and other Lords in the dress of Foresters . DUKE , Senior . Now , my co - mates , and brothers in exile , Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not ...
... Exeunt . 140 Enter DUKE , Senior , AMIENS , and other Lords in the dress of Foresters . DUKE , Senior . Now , my co - mates , and brothers in exile , Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not ...
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ADA REHAN Audrey Baptista Bertram Bian Bianca Bion Biondello brother Cambridge and Globe Capell's reading CELIA Count daughter doth Duke editors Émile Bayard Enter Exeunt Exit father folio reading Folios and quarto fool Forest of Arden fourth folios gentleman give Gremio hath hear heart HELENA hither honour Hortensio Jaques Kate Kath KATHARINA King knave lady Lafeu later folios Lord Love's Labour's Love's Labour's Lost Love's Labour's Won Lucentio Madam maid marry master means misprint mistress Narbon omits original Orlando Padua Parolles Petruchio Phebe play pr'ythee pray punctuation Rosalind Rousillon Rowe's reading SCENE second folio Servant Shakespeare's shew Shrew Signior SILVIUS Sirrah speak Steevens sweet tell thee Theobald thine thou art Touch Tranio Vincentio White wife word youth
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Էջ 52 - 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.
Էջ 51 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Էջ 46 - 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 51 - 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.
Էջ 264 - 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.
Էջ 50 - 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. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
Էջ 31 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Էջ 42 - 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.