The New Grant White Shakespeare: As you like it ; The taming of the shrew ; All's well that ends wellLittle, Brown,, 1912 |
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Strana 9
... poor a thousand crowns ; and , as thou say'st , charged my brother , on his blessing , to breed me well : and there begins my sadness . My brother Jaques he keeps at school , and report speaks goldenly of his profit : for my part , he ...
... poor a thousand crowns ; and , as thou say'st , charged my brother , on his blessing , to breed me well : and there begins my sadness . My brother Jaques he keeps at school , and report speaks goldenly of his profit : for my part , he ...
Strana 10
... poor unworthy brother of yours , with idleness . Oh . Marry , sir , be better employed , and be naught a while ! 30 30 Orl . Shall I keep your hogs , and eat husks with 40 them ? What prodigal portion have I spent , that I should come ...
... poor unworthy brother of yours , with idleness . Oh . Marry , sir , be better employed , and be naught a while ! 30 30 Orl . Shall I keep your hogs , and eat husks with 40 them ? What prodigal portion have I spent , that I should come ...
Strana 11
... poor allottery my father left me by testament ; with that I will go buy my fortunes . Oli . And what wilt thou do , beg , when that is spent ? Well , sir , get you in : I will not long be 80 troubled with you : you shall have some part ...
... poor allottery my father left me by testament ; with that I will go buy my fortunes . Oli . And what wilt thou do , beg , when that is spent ? Well , sir , get you in : I will not long be 80 troubled with you : you shall have some part ...
Strana 19
... poor old man , their father , making such pitiful dole over them , that all the beholders take his part with weeping . 140 Ros . Alas ! Touch . But what is the sport , Monsieur , that the ladies have lost ? Le Beau . Why , this that I ...
... poor old man , their father , making such pitiful dole over them , that all the beholders take his part with weeping . 140 Ros . Alas ! Touch . But what is the sport , Monsieur , that the ladies have lost ? Le Beau . Why , this that I ...
Strana 24
... poor Orlando ! thou art overthrown ; Or Charles , or something weaker , masters thee . Le Beau . Good sir , I do in friendship counsel you To leave this place . Albeit you have deserv'd High commendation , true applause , and love , Yet ...
... poor Orlando ! thou art overthrown ; Or Charles , or something weaker , masters thee . Le Beau . Good sir , I do in friendship counsel you To leave this place . Albeit you have deserv'd High commendation , true applause , and love , Yet ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
ADA REHAN Audrey Baptista Bertram Bian Bianca Bion Biondello brother Cambridge and Globe Capell's reading CELIA Count daughter doth Duke editors Émile Bayard Enter Exeunt Exit father folio reading Folios and quarto fool Forest of Arden fourth folios gentleman give Gremio hath hear heart HELENA hither honour Hortensio Jaques Kate Kath KATHARINA King knave lady Lafeu later folios Lord Love's Labour's Love's Labour's Lost Love's Labour's Won Lucentio Madam maid marry master means misprint mistress Narbon omits original Orlando Padua Parolles Petruchio Phebe play pr'ythee pray punctuation Rosalind Rousillon Rowe's reading SCENE second folio Servant Shakespeare's shew Shrew Signior SILVIUS Sirrah speak Steevens sweet tell thee Theobald thine thou art Touch Tranio Vincentio White wife word youth
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Strana 52 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Strana 51 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Strana 46 - 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 264 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope ; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Strana 50 - 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. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
Strana 31 - 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...
Strana 42 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.