Twelfth night. Much ado about nothing. As you like itL.A. Lewis, 125, Fleet Street., 1841 |
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الصفحة 15
... Exit Maria . Sir To . O knight , thou lackest a cup of canary . When did I see thee so put down ? Sir An . Never in your life , I think , unless you see canary put me down . Methinks , sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian , or ...
... Exit Maria . Sir To . O knight , thou lackest a cup of canary . When did I see thee so put down ? Sir An . Never in your life , I think , unless you see canary put me down . Methinks , sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian , or ...
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... Exit . Clown . Wit , an ' t be thy will , put me into good fooling ! Those wits , that think they have thee , do very oft prove fools ; and I , that am sure I lack thee , may pass for a wise man . For what says Qui- napalus ? Better a ...
... Exit . Clown . Wit , an ' t be thy will , put me into good fooling ! Those wits , that think they have thee , do very oft prove fools ; and I , that am sure I lack thee , may pass for a wise man . For what says Qui- napalus ? Better a ...
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... people hold him in delay ? Mar. Sir Toby , madam , your kinsman . Oli . Fetch him off , I pray you ; he speaks nothing 1 Fools ' baubles . 2 Short arrows . 3 Lying . but madman . Fie on him ! [ Exit Maria SCENE V. 23 TWELFTH NIGHT .
... people hold him in delay ? Mar. Sir Toby , madam , your kinsman . Oli . Fetch him off , I pray you ; he speaks nothing 1 Fools ' baubles . 2 Short arrows . 3 Lying . but madman . Fie on him ! [ Exit Maria SCENE V. 23 TWELFTH NIGHT .
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William Shakespeare. but madman . Fie on him ! [ Exit Maria . ] Go you , Malvolio : if it be a suit from the count , I am sick , or not at home ; what you will , to dismiss it . [ Exit Malvolio . ] Now you see , sir , how your fooling ...
William Shakespeare. but madman . Fie on him ! [ Exit Maria . ] Go you , Malvolio : if it be a suit from the count , I am sick , or not at home ; what you will , to dismiss it . [ Exit Malvolio . ] Now you see , sir , how your fooling ...
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... Exit Clown . Re - enter MALVOLIO . Mal . Madam , yond young fellow swears he will speak with you . I told him you were sick ; he takes on him to understand so much , and therefore comes to speak with you : I told him you were asleep ...
... Exit Clown . Re - enter MALVOLIO . Mal . Madam , yond young fellow swears he will speak with you . I told him you were sick ; he takes on him to understand so much , and therefore comes to speak with you : I told him you were asleep ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Antonio Audrey Beatrice Beau better BORACHIO brother CELIA Clau Clown cousin daughter dear Don John Don Pedro dost thou doth Duke F Exeunt Exit eyes Fabian fair faith father fellow fool forest forest of Arden fortune Friar Ganymede gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart Hero hither honor Illyria Jaques lady Leonato live look lord madam Malvolio MARIA marriage marry master Master constable Messina mistress never niece night Olivia Orlando Orsino Phebe pr'ythee prince Rosalind SCENE Sebastian SHAK signior Benedick sing sir Andrew SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK SIR TOBY BELCH sir Topas soul speak swear sweet tell thank there's thing thou art thou hast to-morrow tongue Touch troth Viola wilt woman word young youth
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الصفحة 260 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — 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.
الصفحة 277 - twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
الصفحة 281 - 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...
الصفحة 261 - Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life exempt from public haunt Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones and good in every thing.
الصفحة 7 - 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 sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
الصفحة 47 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
الصفحة 281 - 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 woful ballad Made to his mistress...
الصفحة 272 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall ye see No enemy, But winter and rough weather Who doth ambition shun, . And loves to live i...
الصفحة 266 - 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 The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
الصفحة 49 - 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.