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... ladies have lost ? Le Beau . Why , this that I speak of . Touch . Thus men may grow wiser every day ! It is the first time that ever I heard , breaking of ribs was sport for ladies . Cel . Or I , I promise thee . Ros . But is there any ...
... ladies have lost ? Le Beau . Why , this that I speak of . Touch . Thus men may grow wiser every day ! It is the first time that ever I heard , breaking of ribs was sport for ladies . Cel . Or I , I promise thee . Ros . But is there any ...
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... lady Will suddenly break forth . - Sir , fare you well ; Hereafter , in a better world than this , I shall desire more love and knowledge of you . Orla . I rest much bounden to you : fare you well ! [ Exit LE BEAU . Thus must I from the ...
... lady Will suddenly break forth . - Sir , fare you well ; Hereafter , in a better world than this , I shall desire more love and knowledge of you . Orla . I rest much bounden to you : fare you well ! [ Exit LE BEAU . Thus must I from the ...
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... lady Fortune in good terms , In good set terms , —and yet a motley fool . Good - morrow , fool , quoth I : No , sir ... ladies be but young , and fair , They have the gift to know it : and in his brain , — Which is as dry as the ...
... lady Fortune in good terms , In good set terms , —and yet a motley fool . Good - morrow , fool , quoth I : No , sir ... ladies be but young , and fair , They have the gift to know it : and in his brain , — Which is as dry as the ...
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... lady's , which is nice ; nor the lover's , which is all these : but it is a melancholy of mine own , compounded of many simples , extracted from many objects : and , indeed , the sundry contemplation of my travels , in which my often ...
... lady's , which is nice ; nor the lover's , which is all these : but it is a melancholy of mine own , compounded of many simples , extracted from many objects : and , indeed , the sundry contemplation of my travels , in which my often ...
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... lady . Ros . Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to swoon , when he showed me your handkerchief ? Orla . Ay , and greater wonders than that . and Ros . O , I know where you are : -Nay , ' tis true : there was never any thing ...
... lady . Ros . Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to swoon , when he showed me your handkerchief ? Orla . Ay , and greater wonders than that . and Ros . O , I know where you are : -Nay , ' tis true : there was never any thing ...
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Página 35 - 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. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Página 139 - The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt : The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven ; And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name.
Página 22 - 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.
Página 35 - Even in the cannon's mouth; and then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lin'd 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 slipper'd...
Página 181 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.