Cupid's Birthday Book: One Thousand Love-darts from Shakespeare, Gathered and Arranged for Every Day in the YearW.P. Nimmo, 1875 - 448 pagini |
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Pagina 5
... Romeo and Juliet , i . 3 . Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss , As seal to this indenture of my love . To be plain , King John , ii . 1 . I think there is not half a kiss to choose Who loves another best . Winter's Tale , iv . 4 ...
... Romeo and Juliet , i . 3 . Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss , As seal to this indenture of my love . To be plain , King John , ii . 1 . I think there is not half a kiss to choose Who loves another best . Winter's Tale , iv . 4 ...
Pagina 13
... Romeo and Juliet , ii . 2 . Assure thee , if I do vow a friendship , I'll perform it To the last article . Othello , iii . 3 . January 14th . Thine evermore , most dear lady . Hamlet , ii . 2 . Your large speeches may your deeds approve ...
... Romeo and Juliet , ii . 2 . Assure thee , if I do vow a friendship , I'll perform it To the last article . Othello , iii . 3 . January 14th . Thine evermore , most dear lady . Hamlet , ii . 2 . Your large speeches may your deeds approve ...
Pagina 15
... Romeo and Juliet , ii . 2 . January 16th . I love thee well ; And , by my troth , I think thou lovest me well . King John , iii . 3 . What you do Still betters what is done . When you speak , sweet , I'ld have you do it ever . Winter's ...
... Romeo and Juliet , ii . 2 . January 16th . I love thee well ; And , by my troth , I think thou lovest me well . King John , iii . 3 . What you do Still betters what is done . When you speak , sweet , I'ld have you do it ever . Winter's ...
Pagina 23
... Romeo and Juliet , i . 1 . Hail to thee , lady ! and the grace of Heaven , Before , behind thee and on every hand , Enwheel thee round ! Othello , ii . 1 . Have you a daughter ? I am sure , my January 23d .
... Romeo and Juliet , i . 1 . Hail to thee , lady ! and the grace of Heaven , Before , behind thee and on every hand , Enwheel thee round ! Othello , ii . 1 . Have you a daughter ? I am sure , my January 23d .
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Cupid's Birthday Book: One Thousand Love-darts from Shakespeare, Gathered ... William Shakespeare,George Johnston Vizualizare completă - 1875 |
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All's Antony and Cleopatra April beauty beloved blessed cheek Comedy of Errors Cupid Cymbeline daughter dear December dote e'er Ends eyes fair gentle Gentlemen of Verona grace Hamlet hand hath heart heaven Hebquary Henry VIII honour January Julius Cæsar July King John King Lear kiss live look lord love thee Love's Labour Lost Lover's Complaint lovers Macbeth maid married Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice Merry Wives Midsummer Night's Dream Midsummer-Night's Dream mistress ne'er never noble November October Othello Passionate Pilgrim Pericles praise Richard Richard III Romeo and Juliet September Shrew sigh sing Sonnets soul speak swear sweet love Taming tell Tempest thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou lovest thou wilt thoughts thy love Titus Andronicus to-morrow tongue Troilus and Cressida true love truth Twelfth Night Venus and Adonis Winter's Tale Wives of Windsor woman words worth youth
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Pagina 5 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs; She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful.
Pagina 17 - Troilus had his brains dashed out with a Grecian club; yet he did what he could to die before, and he is one of the patterns of love. Leander, he would have lived many a fair year, though Hero had turned nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night; for, good youth, he went but forth...
Pagina 5 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Pagina 29 - What maids lack from head to heel : • Come, buy of me, come ; come buy, come buy ; Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry: Come, buy, Sac.