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
... eye , my dear heart's dearer heart , My food , my fortune and my sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's heaven and my heaven's claim . Comedy of Errors , iii . 2 . We that are true lovers run into strange capers . January 1st .
... eye , my dear heart's dearer heart , My food , my fortune and my sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's heaven and my heaven's claim . Comedy of Errors , iii . 2 . We that are true lovers run into strange capers . January 1st .
Pagina 3
... true lovers run into strange capers . As You Like It , ii . 4 . Beshrew me but I love her heartily ; For she is wise , if I can judge of her , And fair she is , if that mine eyes be true , And true she is , as she hath proved herself ...
... true lovers run into strange capers . As You Like It , ii . 4 . Beshrew me but I love her heartily ; For she is wise , if I can judge of her , And fair she is , if that mine eyes be true , And true she is , as she hath proved herself ...
Pagina 17
... compact . Midsummer - Night's Dream , v . 1 . This will I send and something else more plain , That shall express my true love's fasting pain . Love's Labour Lost , iv . 3 . To wail friends lost Is not by much so wholesome January 17th .
... compact . Midsummer - Night's Dream , v . 1 . This will I send and something else more plain , That shall express my true love's fasting pain . Love's Labour Lost , iv . 3 . To wail friends lost Is not by much so wholesome January 17th .
Pagina 29
... true love is grown to such excess I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth . Romeo and Juliet , ii . 6 . O , beware , my lord , of jealousy ; It is the green - eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on . Othello , iii . 3 . I will ...
... true love is grown to such excess I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth . Romeo and Juliet , ii . 6 . O , beware , my lord , of jealousy ; It is the green - eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on . Othello , iii . 3 . I will ...
Pagina
... true love never did run smooth . Midsummer - Night's Dream , i . 1 . Hebquary 4th . I am that he , that unfortunate he . As You Like It , iii . 2 . Such as we are made of , such we be . Twelfth Night , ii . 2 . I saw her coral lips to ...
... true love never did run smooth . Midsummer - Night's Dream , i . 1 . Hebquary 4th . I am that he , that unfortunate he . As You Like It , iii . 2 . Such as we are made of , such we be . Twelfth Night , ii . 2 . I saw her coral lips to ...
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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.