Shakespeare's Comedy of As You Like itJ.M. Dent, 1894 - 143 páginas |
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... nature , and so exquisitely blended , that on any attempt to analyse them , they seem to escape us . To what else shall we compare her , all - enchanting as she is ? -To the silvery summer clouds , which , even while we gaze on them ...
... nature , and so exquisitely blended , that on any attempt to analyse them , they seem to escape us . To what else shall we compare her , all - enchanting as she is ? -To the silvery summer clouds , which , even while we gaze on them ...
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... nature gave me his countenance seems to take from me : he lets me feed with his hinds , bars me the place 20 of a brother , and , as much as in him lies , mines This is it , my gentility with my education . Adam , that grieves me ; and ...
... nature gave me his countenance seems to take from me : he lets me feed with his hinds , bars me the place 20 of a brother , and , as much as in him lies , mines This is it , my gentility with my education . Adam , that grieves me ; and ...
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... natural brother : therefore use thy discretion ; I had as lief thou didst break his neck as his finger . And thou wert best look to ' t ; for if thou dost him any slight disgrace , or if he do not mightily grace himself on thee , he ...
... natural brother : therefore use thy discretion ; I had as lief thou didst break his neck as his finger . And thou wert best look to ' t ; for if thou dost him any slight disgrace , or if he do not mightily grace himself on thee , he ...
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... Nature's Fortune reigns in gifts of the world , not in the lineaments of Nature . Enter Touchstone . Cel . No ? when Nature hath made a fair creature , may she not by Fortune fall into the fire ? Though Nature hath given us wit to flout ...
... Nature's Fortune reigns in gifts of the world , not in the lineaments of Nature . Enter Touchstone . Cel . No ? when Nature hath made a fair creature , may she not by Fortune fall into the fire ? Though Nature hath given us wit to flout ...
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... Nature's natural the cutter - off of Nature's wit . Cel . Peradventure this is not Fortune's work neither , but Nature's ; who perceiveth our natural wits too dull to reason of such goddesses , and hath sent this natural for our ...
... Nature's natural the cutter - off of Nature's wit . Cel . Peradventure this is not Fortune's work neither , but Nature's ; who perceiveth our natural wits too dull to reason of such goddesses , and hath sent this natural for our ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Adam Aliena Amiens Audrey banished bear beard Beau bequeathed better brother Celia chide colour Corin court cousin daughter diest doth Duke F Duke senior Enter Duke Enter Orlando Enter Rosalind Epil Euphuistic Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father Folios fool Forest of Arden fortune foul Gamelyn Ganymede gentle give Grace hand hast hath heart Heigh-ho Hero and Leander hither honour Hymen Jaques kiss ladies live look lord lover marry master melancholy merry mistress Monsieur motley fool Ovid Phebe pity play pray prithee Pythagoras Robin Hood Scene Shakespeare shalt shepherd Silvius Sir Oliver Sir Rowland song speak swear sweet Tale of Gamelyn tell thank thee thing thou art THRASONICAL to-morrow Touch verses weary withal woman words wrestler wrestling young youth
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Página 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 10 That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 49 - I thought that all things had been savage here, And therefore put I on the countenance Of stern commandment. But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time...
Página 34 - O good old man ; how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed...
Página 6 - They say he is already in the forest of Arden, and a many merry men with him; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England: they say many young gentlemen flock to him every day, and fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.
Página 55 - ... life it is naught In respect that it is solitary I like it very well; but in respect that it is private it is a very vile life. Now, in respect it is in the fields it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in .the court it is tedious. As it is a spare life, look you, it fits my humour well ; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach.
Página 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 50 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.
Página 29 - 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...
Página 34 - When service should in my old limbs lie lame, And unregarded age in corners thrown : Take that, and He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age ! Here is the gold ; All this I give you.
Página 52 - Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho ! sing, heigh-ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly : Then, heigh-ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not.
Página 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 every thing.