The Arden Edition of the Works of William Shakespeare, Volumul 3Methuen, 1920 |
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Pagina xxiv
... tell him of this Tournament and Wrastling , how the King should be there , and all the chiefe Peeres of France , with all the beautiful damosels of the Countrey : now brother ( quoth he ) for the honour of Sir Iohn of Bourdeaux our re ...
... tell him of this Tournament and Wrastling , how the King should be there , and all the chiefe Peeres of France , with all the beautiful damosels of the Countrey : now brother ( quoth he ) for the honour of Sir Iohn of Bourdeaux our re ...
Pagina xxix
... tell others that complained of distresse , that the sweetest salue for miserie was patience ; and the onlie medicine for want , that precious implaister of content : being such a good Phisition to others , wilt thou not minister ...
... tell others that complained of distresse , that the sweetest salue for miserie was patience ; and the onlie medicine for want , that precious implaister of content : being such a good Phisition to others , wilt thou not minister ...
Pagina xxxix
... tell you the truth ( faire Mistresse , and my good Rosalynde ) my eldest Brother by the iniurie of Torismond is banished from Bourdeaux , and by chance hee and I met in the Forrest . And heere Rosader discourst vnto them what had hapned ...
... tell you the truth ( faire Mistresse , and my good Rosalynde ) my eldest Brother by the iniurie of Torismond is banished from Bourdeaux , and by chance hee and I met in the Forrest . And heere Rosader discourst vnto them what had hapned ...
Pagina xl
... tell thee Montanus , in courting Phoebe thou barkest with the Wolues of Syria against the Moone , and roauest at such a marke with thy thoughtes , as is beyond the pitch of thy bow , praying to Loue when Loue is pitilesse , and thy ...
... tell thee Montanus , in courting Phoebe thou barkest with the Wolues of Syria against the Moone , and roauest at such a marke with thy thoughtes , as is beyond the pitch of thy bow , praying to Loue when Loue is pitilesse , and thy ...
Pagina 7
... tell if Rosalind , the Duke's daughter , be 100 banished with her father ? Cha . O no ; for the Duke's daughter , her cousin , so loves her , being ever from their cradles bred together , that she would have followed her exile , or have ...
... tell if Rosalind , the Duke's daughter , be 100 banished with her father ? Cha . O no ; for the Duke's daughter , her cousin , so loves her , being ever from their cradles bred together , that she would have followed her exile , or have ...
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Abbott Adam Aliena Alinda Antony and Cleopatra Arden Audrey Beau Bourdeaux brother Cambridge edd Capell conj Celia cites Collier Compare post Cotgrave Cotgrave gives Cymbeline daughter Dict doth Duke F Duke's Dyce emendation Exeunt Exit eyes Faerie Queene fair father favour folio fool forest Fortune Gamelyn Ganymede gentle Hamlet Hanmer hast hath haue heart Henry honour humour Jaques Julius Cæsar King King Lear line Ff look Lord loue Love's Labour's Lost lover Malone marry means Merchant of Venice mistress Oliver omitted Ff Orlando pare passion Phebe play Pope pray prithee quoth reading Richard II Romeo and Juliet Rosader Rowe Saladyne SCENE Schmidt Shakespeare shepherd Silvius song Steevens quotes sweet thee Theobald thou art Touch Touchstone Troilus and Cressida Twelfth Night verses Vide Warburton woman word Wright quotes youth ΙΟ
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Pagina 36 - 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 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Pagina 21 - As when some one peculiar quality Doth so possess a man, that it doth draw All his affects, his spirits, and his powers, In their confluctions, all to run one way, This may be truly said to be a humour.
Pagina 28 - 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.
Pagina 44 - 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 46 - If the balance of our lives had not one scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us to most preposterous conclusions : but we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted lusts ; whereof I take this, that you call love, to be a sect or scion.
Pagina 48 - 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 wiped a 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 51 - 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 30 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood; To the which place a poor sequester'd stag, That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt, Did come to languish...
Pagina 28 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...