Twelfth night. Winter's tale |
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Strana 75
You see , sweet maid , we marry A gentler scyon to the wildest stock ; And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race . This is an art Which does mend nature , change it rather ; but The art itself is nature . Per .
You see , sweet maid , we marry A gentler scyon to the wildest stock ; And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race . This is an art Which does mend nature , change it rather ; but The art itself is nature . Per .
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ancient answer appears bear believe better bring brother called Camillo character Clown comes copy daughter dear death Duke Enter Exit expression eyes fair father fear fool former give hand hast hath hear heart heaven Hermione hold honour I'll JOHNSON kind king knight lady leave live look lord lost madam MALONE Malvolio master means merry mind nature never observes once passage Paul peace perhaps play poor pray present prince printed queen reason SCENE seems sense Shakspere Shep shew Sir Andrew Sir Toby song speak speech stand STEEVENS suppose sweet taken tell thee there's thing thou thou art thought true turn WARBURTON wife woman
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Strana 75 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes.
Strana 43 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Strana 77 - I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
Strana 75 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Strana 5 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Strana 102 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Strana 25 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
Strana 33 - O, mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Bibliografické informácie
| Názov | Twelfth night. Winter's tale The Dramatick Writings of Will. Shakspere: With the Notes of All the Various Commentators; Printed Complete from the Best Editions of Sam. Johnson and Geo. Steevens – Zväzok 9, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Vydavateľ | Printed for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
| Zdroj originálu: | Michiganská univerzita |
| Digitalizované | 18. máj 2007 |
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