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 1
... happy is the rose distill'd , Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows , lives and dies in single blessedness . Midsummer - Night's Dream , i . 1 . January 2d . Kindness in women , not their beauteous looks , Shall win my ...
... happy is the rose distill'd , Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows , lives and dies in single blessedness . Midsummer - Night's Dream , i . 1 . January 2d . Kindness in women , not their beauteous looks , Shall win my ...
Pagina 9
... happy fair ! Your eyes are lode - stars ; and your tongue's sweet ai More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear . Midsummer - Night's Dream , i . 1 . B Impossible be strange attempts to those That weigh their January 9th .
... happy fair ! Your eyes are lode - stars ; and your tongue's sweet ai More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear . Midsummer - Night's Dream , i . 1 . B Impossible be strange attempts to those That weigh their January 9th .
Pagina 29
... happy I , that love and am beloved Where I may not remove nor be removed . Sonnets , xxv . January 30th . It is certain I am loved of all ladies , only you excepted . Much Ado about Nothing , i . 1 . They are but beggars that can count ...
... happy I , that love and am beloved Where I may not remove nor be removed . Sonnets , xxv . January 30th . It is certain I am loved of all ladies , only you excepted . Much Ado about Nothing , i . 1 . They are but beggars that can count ...
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... happy be thy speed ! Taming of the Shrew , ii . 1 . Kebquary 26th . I give my daughter to him , and will make Her portion equal his . Winter's Tale , iv . 4 . You are now sailed into the north of my lady's opinion . Twelfth Night , iii ...
... happy be thy speed ! Taming of the Shrew , ii . 1 . Kebquary 26th . I give my daughter to him , and will make Her portion equal his . Winter's Tale , iv . 4 . You are now sailed into the north of my lady's opinion . Twelfth Night , iii ...
Pagina 15
... happy me ! Sonnets , xxxvii . April 16th . I love thee better now than e'er I did . Timon of Athens , iv . 3 . Is she not a heavenly saint ? Two Gentlemen of Verona , ii . 4 . If it were now to die , ' Twere now to be most happy ; for ...
... happy me ! Sonnets , xxxvii . April 16th . I love thee better now than e'er I did . Timon of Athens , iv . 3 . Is she not a heavenly saint ? Two Gentlemen of Verona , ii . 4 . If it were now to die , ' Twere now to be most happy ; for ...
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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.