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A road near the Shepherd's cottage . Enter Autolycus , singing . When daffodils begin to peer , With heigh ! the doxy over the dale , Why , then comes in the sweet o ' the year ; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale .
A road near the Shepherd's cottage . Enter Autolycus , singing . When daffodils begin to peer , With heigh ! the doxy over the dale , Why , then comes in the sweet o ' the year ; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale .
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appear Autolycus bear become beseech better blood Bohemia born bring brother Camillo child comes comfort court dare daughter dead death desire Edition Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Folio follow fortune Gent give gone grace gracious hand hast hath hear heart heavens hence Hermione highness hold honest honour I'll issue kind king known lady leave Leon Leontes less live look lord lost mark matter mean mistress nature never oracle Paul Paulina Perdita play Polixenes poor pray present prince queen royal Scene seems Serv Servant Shakespeare Shep shepherd Sicilia speak stand stay sweet Tale tell thee thing thou thou art thought true truth wife Winter's woman
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Página 84 - 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' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Página 85 - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
Página 81 - 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. 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.
Página 77 - Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent the stile-a; A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Página 9 - Videlicet Pope ! He said further to Drummond, Shakspeare wanted art, and sometimes sense ; for in one of his plays he brought in a number of men, saying they had suffered shipwreck in Bohemia, where is no sea near by a hundred miles.
Página 81 - Sir, the year growing ancient, Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth Of trembling winter, the fairest flowers o...