The plays of William Shakespeare, ed. by T. Keightley, Part 37, Volume 2 |
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... stand to it , the pancakes were naught , and the mustard was good ; and yet was not the knight forsworn . Cel . How prove you that , in the great heap of your knowledge ? Ros . Ay , marry ; now unmuzzle your wisdom . Touch . Stand you ...
... stand to it , the pancakes were naught , and the mustard was good ; and yet was not the knight forsworn . Cel . How prove you that , in the great heap of your knowledge ? Ros . Ay , marry ; now unmuzzle your wisdom . Touch . Stand you ...
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... stands up Is but a quintain , a mere lifeless block . Ros . He calls us back . My pride fell with my for- tunes ; I'll ask him what he would . Sir , you have wrestled well , and overthrown More than your enemies . Cel . Ros . Have with ...
... stands up Is but a quintain , a mere lifeless block . Ros . He calls us back . My pride fell with my for- tunes ; I'll ask him what he would . Sir , you have wrestled well , and overthrown More than your enemies . Cel . Ros . Have with ...
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... ere- while , That little cares for buying any thing . Ros . I pray thee , if it stand with honesty , Buy thou the cottage , pasture , and the flock , And thou shalt have to pay for it of us SC . IV . 27 AS YOU LIKE IT .
... ere- while , That little cares for buying any thing . Ros . I pray thee , if it stand with honesty , Buy thou the cottage , pasture , and the flock , And thou shalt have to pay for it of us SC . IV . 27 AS YOU LIKE IT .
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... reading a Paper . Ros . Peace ! Here comes my sister , reading , stand aside . Cel . Why should this a desert be ? For it is unpeopled ? No ; Tongues I'll hang on every tree , That shall civil 40 ACT IH . AS YOU LIKE IT .
... reading a Paper . Ros . Peace ! Here comes my sister , reading , stand aside . Cel . Why should this a desert be ? For it is unpeopled ? No ; Tongues I'll hang on every tree , That shall civil 40 ACT IH . AS YOU LIKE IT .
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... stands still withal . Orl . I pr'ythee , who doth he trot withal ? Ros . Marry , he trots hard with a young maid , be- tween the contract of her marriage and the day it is solemnized . If the interim be but a se'nnight , Time's pace is ...
... stands still withal . Orl . I pr'ythee , who doth he trot withal ? Ros . Marry , he trots hard with a young maid , be- tween the contract of her marriage and the day it is solemnized . If the interim be but a se'nnight , Time's pace is ...
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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...