As You Like it: A ComedyS. Gosnell, 1810 - 72 pagini |
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Pagina 12
... sight of . Ros . Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling . Le Beau , I will tell you the beginning , and , if it please your ladyships , you may see the end ; for the best is yet to do ; and here , where you are , they are coming to ...
... sight of . Ros . Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling . Le Beau , I will tell you the beginning , and , if it please your ladyships , you may see the end ; for the best is yet to do ; and here , where you are , they are coming to ...
Pagina 49
... sight of lovers feedeth those in love : — Bring us unto this sight , and you shall say , I'll prove a busy actor in their play . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . Another Part of the Forest . Enter Silvius , and Phebe . Sil . Sweet Phebe , do not ...
... sight of lovers feedeth those in love : — Bring us unto this sight , and you shall say , I'll prove a busy actor in their play . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . Another Part of the Forest . Enter Silvius , and Phebe . Sil . Sweet Phebe , do not ...
Pagina 51
... sight as he . [ Exeunt Rosalind , Celia , and Corin . Phe . Dead shepherd ! now I find thy saw of might ; Who ever loved , that loved not at first sight ? Sil . Sweet Phebe , - The . Ha ! what say'st thou , Silvius ? Sil . Sweet Phebe ...
... sight as he . [ Exeunt Rosalind , Celia , and Corin . Phe . Dead shepherd ! now I find thy saw of might ; Who ever loved , that loved not at first sight ? Sil . Sweet Phebe , - The . Ha ! what say'st thou , Silvius ? Sil . Sweet Phebe ...
Pagina 52
... sight more . Oil . My fair Rosalind , I come within an hour of my promise . Ros . Break an hour's promise in love ? He that will divide a minute into a thousand parts , and break but a part of the thousandth part of a mi- nute in the ...
... sight more . Oil . My fair Rosalind , I come within an hour of my promise . Ros . Break an hour's promise in love ? He that will divide a minute into a thousand parts , and break but a part of the thousandth part of a mi- nute in the ...
Pagina 56
... sight of Orlando : I'll go find a shadow , and sigh till he come . Cel . Look , who comes here ? Enter Silvius . Sil . My errand is to you , fair youth ; ─ My gentle Phebe bid me give you this : [ Giving a letter . I know not the ...
... sight of Orlando : I'll go find a shadow , and sigh till he come . Cel . Look , who comes here ? Enter Silvius . Sil . My errand is to you , fair youth ; ─ My gentle Phebe bid me give you this : [ Giving a letter . I know not the ...
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Adam Aliena AMIENS Art thou banish'd bastinado beard Beau blood brother call'd CELIA clown CORIN counterfeited Cover thy head Cuckoo daugh daughter dear diest doth Drums and Trumpets Duke F Duke FREDERICK Enter Duke Enter JAQUES Enter OLIVER Enter ORLANDO Enter ROSALIND Enter TOUCHSTONE epilogue Exeunt eyes fair faith father Flourish of Drums fool forest Forest of Arden fortune Ganymede gentle give heart hither honour hyen HYMEN leads Lie direct lioness Little Queen live look lord lov'd lover mede mistress motley fool old justice old sir Rowland's Phebe pity play poor pr'ythee pray quarrel Quip modest Reproof valiant SCENE seventh cause shepherd SILVIUS sings sir Rowland speak swear sweet tell thing thou art thrasonical Touch tree true truth in sight unto withal woman word wrestling young youth
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Pagina 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...
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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.