The plays of William Shakespeare, ed. by T. Keightley, Part 37, Volume 2 |
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... desires be with you . Cha . Come , where is this young gallant , that is so desirous to lie with his mother earth ? Orl . Ready , sir ; but his will hath in it a more modest working . Duke F. You shall try but one fall . Cha . No , I ...
... desires be with you . Cha . Come , where is this young gallant , that is so desirous to lie with his mother earth ? Orl . Ready , sir ; but his will hath in it a more modest working . Duke F. You shall try but one fall . Cha . No , I ...
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... desire more love and knowledge of you . Orl . I rest much bounden to you : fare you well ! [ Exit LE BEAU . Thus must I from the smoke into the smother ; From tyrant duke , unto a tyrant brother . But heavenly Rosalind ! [ Exit . SCENE ...
... desire more love and knowledge of you . Orl . I rest much bounden to you : fare you well ! [ Exit LE BEAU . Thus must I from the smoke into the smother ; From tyrant duke , unto a tyrant brother . But heavenly Rosalind ! [ Exit . SCENE ...
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... desires ; If that I do not dream , or be not frantic , -As I do trust I am not - then , dear uncle , Never , so much as in a thought unborn , Did I offend your Highness . Duke F. Thus do all traitors ; If their purgation did consist in ...
... desires ; If that I do not dream , or be not frantic , -As I do trust I am not - then , dear uncle , Never , so much as in a thought unborn , Did I offend your Highness . Duke F. Thus do all traitors ; If their purgation did consist in ...
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... desire you to please me , I do desire you to sing . Come , more ; another stanza . Call you them stanzas ? Ami . What you will , monsieur Jaques . Jaq . Nay , I care not for their names ; they owe me nothing . Will you sing ? Ami . More ...
... desire you to please me , I do desire you to sing . Come , more ; another stanza . Call you them stanzas ? Ami . What you will , monsieur Jaques . Jaq . Nay , I care not for their names ; they owe me nothing . Will you sing ? Ami . More ...
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... desire we may be better strangers . Juq . I pray you , mar no more trees with writing love - songs in their barks . Orl . I pray you , mar no more of my verses with reading them ill - favouredly . Jaq . Rosalind is your love's name ...
... desire we may be better strangers . Juq . I pray you , mar no more trees with writing love - songs in their barks . Orl . I pray you , mar no more of my verses with reading them ill - favouredly . Jaq . Rosalind is your love's name ...
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Page 473 - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Page 559 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had...
Page 574 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the...
Page 573 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury Do I take part. The rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance ; they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further.
Page 531 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Page 530 - Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; would'st give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Page 547 - A strange fish ! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver : there would this monster make a man : any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man ! and his fins like arms ! Warm o...