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Side 18
... Bear him away . [ CHARLES is borne out . ] What is thy name , young man ? Orl . Orlando , my liege ; the youngest son of Sir and de Bois . . I would , thou hadst been son to some man se . The world esteem'd thy father honourable , But I ...
... Bear him away . [ CHARLES is borne out . ] What is thy name , young man ? Orl . Orlando , my liege ; the youngest son of Sir and de Bois . . I would , thou hadst been son to some man se . The world esteem'd thy father honourable , But I ...
Side 23
... bear with me : If with myself I hold intelligence , Or have acquaintance with mine own desires ; If that I do not dream , or be not frantic , ( As I do trust I am not , ) then , dear uncle , Never , so much as in a thought unborn , Did ...
... bear with me : If with myself I hold intelligence , Or have acquaintance with mine own desires ; If that I do not dream , or be not frantic , ( As I do trust I am not , ) then , dear uncle , Never , so much as in a thought unborn , Did ...
Side 25
... bear with us : And do not seek to take the charge upon you , To bear your griefs yourself , and leave me out ; For , by this heaven , now at our sorrows pale , Say what thou canst , I'll go along with thee . Ros . Why , whither shall we ...
... bear with us : And do not seek to take the charge upon you , To bear your griefs yourself , and leave me out ; For , by this heaven , now at our sorrows pale , Say what thou canst , I'll go along with thee . Ros . Why , whither shall we ...
Side 32
... bears it ! Orl . Why , what's the matter ? Adum . O unhappy youth , Come not within these doors ; within this roof The enemy of all your graces lives : Your brother ( no , no brother : yet the son― Yet not the son ; -I will not call him ...
... bears it ! Orl . Why , what's the matter ? Adum . O unhappy youth , Come not within these doors ; within this roof The enemy of all your graces lives : Your brother ( no , no brother : yet the son― Yet not the son ; -I will not call him ...
Side 34
... bear with me ; I can go no further . Touch . For my part , I had rather bear with you , than bear you ; yet I should bear no cross3 , if I did bear you ; for , I think , you have no money purse . in your Ros . Well , this is the forest ...
... bear with me ; I can go no further . Touch . For my part , I had rather bear with you , than bear you ; yet I should bear no cross3 , if I did bear you ; for , I think , you have no money purse . in your Ros . Well , this is the forest ...
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Side 45 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Side 389 - 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.
Side 39 - 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.
Side 46 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, 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.
Side 380 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Side 101 - This carol they began that hour, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, How that a life was but a flower In spring time, &C.
Side 309 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Side 45 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes , And whistles in his sound.
Side 26 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Side 31 - O good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat but for promotion, 60 And having that, do choke their service up Even with the having: it is not so with thee.