Shakespeare's Library: A Collection of the Romances, Novels, Poems, and Histories, Used by Shakespeare as the Foundation of His Dramas. Now First Collected, and Accurately Reprinted from the Original Editions, Volum 1;Volum 70T. Rodd, 1843 |
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Shakespeare's Library: A Collection of the Romances, Novels, Poems ..., Volum 1 Utdragsvisning - 1843 |
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Side 27 - I'll make you fast it for your sin, I'll count your power not worth a pin: Alas, what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me ? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee, And let thy bower my bosom be, Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee; O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee.
Side 26 - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye?
Side 50 - Fawnia, and to bring this matter the better to passe, hearing they had but one man, and how they rested at a very homely house ; he caused them to be apprehended as spies, and sent a dozen of his garde to take them : who being come to their lodging, tolde them the Kings message.
Side 23 - ... of his cupbearer had not prevented his purpose. As thus he was relating the whole matter, there was...
Side 24 - Well sith the Gods meane to prolong my dayes, to increase my dolour, I will offer my guiltie bloud a sacrifice to those sackles* soules, whose lives are lost by my rigorous folly.
Side 117 - ... his bonnet was green, whereon stood a copper brooch with the picture of Saint Denis; and to want nothing that might make him amorous in his old days, he had a fair shirt-band of fine lockram, whipped over with Coventry blue of no small cost.
Side 17 - For myselfe thou knowest, though I am eldest by birth, yet never having attempted any deedes of Armes I am yongest to performe any martial exploytes, knowing better how to survey my lands then to charge my Launce : my brother Fernandyne hee is at Paris poring on a fewe papers, having more insight into Sophistrie and principles of Philosophic, then anie warlyke indeveurs; but thou, Rosader, the youngest in yeares but the eldest in valour, art a man of strength, and darest doo what honour allowes thee....
Side 17 - For he found out this device, that seeing (as he thought) it came by fortune, so he would commit it to the charge of fortune...
Side 27 - With pretty flight, And makes his pillow of my knee The livelong night. Strike I my lute, he tunes the string; He music plays if so I sing; He lends me every lovely thing; Yet cruel he my heart doth sting.