Shakespeare's Comedy of Love's Labour's LostHarper & brothers, 1882 - 173 páginas |
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... beauty of the whole . The manner in which they afterwards prosecute their love - suits in masks and disguise , and in which they are tricked and laughed at by the ladies , who are also masked and disguised , is , perhaps , spun out too ...
... beauty of the whole . The manner in which they afterwards prosecute their love - suits in masks and disguise , and in which they are tricked and laughed at by the ladies , who are also masked and disguised , is , perhaps , spun out too ...
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... Nature was in making graces dear , When she did starve the general world beside And prodigally gave them all to you . Princess . Good Lord Boyet , my beauty , though but mean , ΙΟ Needs not the painted flourish of your praise ; Beauty.
... Nature was in making graces dear , When she did starve the general world beside And prodigally gave them all to you . Princess . Good Lord Boyet , my beauty , though but mean , ΙΟ Needs not the painted flourish of your praise ; Beauty.
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William Shakespeare William James Rolfe. Needs not the painted flourish of your praise ; Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye , Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues . I am less proud to hear you tell my worth Than you much ...
William Shakespeare William James Rolfe. Needs not the painted flourish of your praise ; Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye , Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues . I am less proud to hear you tell my worth Than you much ...
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... beauty , I am fair that shoot , And thereupon thou speak'st the fairest shoot . Forester . Pardon me , madam , for I meant not so . Princess . What , what ? first praise me and again say no ? O short - liv'd pride ! Not fair ? alack for ...
... beauty , I am fair that shoot , And thereupon thou speak'st the fairest shoot . Forester . Pardon me , madam , for I meant not so . Princess . What , what ? first praise me and again say no ? O short - liv'd pride ! Not fair ? alack for ...
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... beauty . Rosaline . Finely put off ! Boyet . My lady goes to kill horns ; but , if thou marry , Hang me by the neck , if horns that year miscarry . Finely put on ! Rosaline . Well , then , I am the shooter . Boyet . And who is your deer ...
... beauty . Rosaline . Finely put off ! Boyet . My lady goes to kill horns ; but , if thou marry , Hang me by the neck , if horns that year miscarry . Finely put on ! Rosaline . Well , then , I am the shooter . Boyet . And who is your deer ...
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1st folio 1st quarto 2d folio affectation allusion Aquitaine Armado beauty Biron Boyet called Camb Capell Cardamine pratensis characters Clarke Coll comedy conjectures corrected by Theo Costard court courtesy dance doth Dull Dumain early eds edition editors Exeunt Exit face fair favour fool forsworn give grace Hanmer Hanmer reads hath hear heart heaven Hector hobby-horse Holofernes humour Jaquenetta Johnson Judas Katherine King King of Navarre l'envoy Labour Labour's Lost lady Lady-smocks letter light Longaville lord Love's Labour's Love's Labour's Lost madam Malone Maria master meaning mirth mock Moth Navarre Nine Worthies oath pedant play Pompey praise Princess Priscian quartos and 1st rhyme Rich Rosaline salve SCENE Schmidt sense Shakespeare Shakspere Sir Nathaniel Sonn sonnet speak stage-direction Steevens quotes sweet sworn Temp thee tongue Warb wench word Worthies
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Página 31 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Página 121 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Página 123 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 40 - Ay, that there is : our court you know is haunted With a refined traveller of Spain ; A man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain : One whom the music of his own vain tongue Doth ravish, like enchanting harmony...
Página 87 - And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices. It adds a precious seeing to the eye ; A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind ; A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound, When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd ; Love's feeling is more soft and sensible, Than are the tender horns of cockled* snails...
Página 35 - The endeavour of this present breath may buy That honour, which shall bate his scythe's keen edge, And make us heirs of all eternity.
Página 52 - Biron they call him; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor,) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Página 122 - When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Página 87 - Subtle as Sphinx ? as sweet, and musical, As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair ? And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes Heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O ! then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's eyes this doctrine I derive : They sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the Academes, That shew, contain, and...
Página 167 - Directly to his good? Divinity of hell! When devils will the blackest sins put on, They do suggest at first with heavenly shows...