Twelfth Night: Or, what You Will. With Introduction, and Notes Explanatory and Critical. For Use in Schools and FamiliesGinn, 1888 - 151 pages |
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Page 13 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, ' I am Sir Oracle, And, when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
Page 29 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.
Page 24 - O ! they have lived long on the alms-basket of words. I marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for a word ; for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier swallowed than a flap-dragon.
Page 70 - 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.
Page 72 - 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.
Page 3 - At our feast we had a play called ' Twelfth Night or What you Will, much like the Comedy of Errors or Menechmi in Plautus, but most like and near to that in Italian called Inganni.
Page 138 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Page 19 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
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Page 88 - O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip ! A murd'rous guilt shows not itself more soon Than love that would seem hid : love's night is noon.