Cupid's Birthday Book: One Thousand Love-darts from Shakespeare, Gathered and Arranged for Every Day in the YearW.P. Nimmo, 1875 - 448 páginas |
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... 2 . O happy fair ! Your eyes are lode - stars ; and your tongue's sweet ai More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear . Midsummer - Night's Dream , i . 1 . B Impossible be strange attempts to those That weigh their January 9th .
... 2 . O happy fair ! Your eyes are lode - stars ; and your tongue's sweet ai More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear . Midsummer - Night's Dream , i . 1 . B Impossible be strange attempts to those That weigh their January 9th .
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... tongues by night , Like softest music to attending ears ! Romeo and Juliet , ii . 2 . January 16th . I love thee well ; And , by my troth , I think thou lovest me well . King John , iii . 3 . What you do Still betters what is done ...
... tongues by night , Like softest music to attending ears ! Romeo and Juliet , ii . 2 . January 16th . I love thee well ; And , by my troth , I think thou lovest me well . King John , iii . 3 . What you do Still betters what is done ...
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... tongue . King Lear , i . 1 . From thine eyes my knowledge I derive , And , constant stars , in them I read such art As truth and beauty shall together thrive . Sonnets , xiv . January 26th . All thy vexations , Were but my trials of thy ...
... tongue . King Lear , i . 1 . From thine eyes my knowledge I derive , And , constant stars , in them I read such art As truth and beauty shall together thrive . Sonnets , xiv . January 26th . All thy vexations , Were but my trials of thy ...
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... tongues . Much Ado about Nothing , ii . . February 24th . I love her ten times more that e'er I did : O , how I long to have some chat with her ! Taming of the Shrew , ii . 1 . Say that you love me not , but say not so In bitterness ...
... tongues . Much Ado about Nothing , ii . . February 24th . I love her ten times more that e'er I did : O , how I long to have some chat with her ! Taming of the Shrew , ii . 1 . Say that you love me not , but say not so In bitterness ...
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... tongue at will and yet was never loud , Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay , Fled from her wish and yet said ' Now I may ; ' She that being anger'd , her revenge being nigh , Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly , She that ...
... tongue at will and yet was never loud , Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay , Fled from her wish and yet said ' Now I may ; ' She that being anger'd , her revenge being nigh , Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly , She that ...
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All's Antony and Cleopatra April beauty beloved blessed cheek Comedy of Errors Cupid Cymbeline daughter dear December dote e'er Ends eyes fair gentle Gentlemen of Verona grace Hamlet hand hath heart heaven Hebquary Henry VIII honour January Julius Cæsar July King John King Lear kiss live look lord love thee Love's Labour Lost Lover's Complaint lovers Macbeth maid married Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice Merry Wives Midsummer Night's Dream Midsummer-Night's Dream mistress ne'er never noble November October Othello Passionate Pilgrim Pericles praise Richard Richard III Romeo and Juliet September Shrew sigh sing Sonnets soul speak swear sweet love Taming tell Tempest thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou lovest thou wilt thoughts thy love Titus Andronicus to-morrow tongue Troilus and Cressida true love truth Twelfth Night Venus and Adonis Winter's Tale Wives of Windsor woman words worth youth
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Página 5 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs; She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful.
Página 17 - Troilus had his brains dashed out with a Grecian club; yet he did what he could to die before, and he is one of the patterns of love. Leander, he would have lived many a fair year, though Hero had turned nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night; for, good youth, he went but forth...
Página 5 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Página 29 - What maids lack from head to heel : • Come, buy of me, come ; come buy, come buy ; Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry: Come, buy, Sac.