ISBN: 9780217333603

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not … Altro …

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ...you have oft inquir''d 5 After the shepherd that complain''d of love, Who you saw sitting by me on the turf, Praising the proud disdainful shepherdess That was his mistress. 39. question, conversation. 41. what, why. 45. traverse, crosswise. 46. lover, sweetheart. 46. puisny, weak, unskilled. 48. noble, used ironically. Celia. Well, and what of him? Corin. If you will see a pageant truly play''d, Between the pale complexion of true love And the red glow of scorn and proud disdain, Go hence a little and I shall conduct you, If you will mark it. Rosalind. O, come, let us remove: The sight of lovers feedeth those in love. Bring us to this sight, and you shall say I''ll prove a busy actor in their play. _Exeunt. Scene V. Another part of the forest Enter Silvius and Phebe Sihnus. Sweet Phebe, do not scorn me; do not, Phebe; Say that you love me not, but say not so In bitterness. The common executioner, Whose heart the accustom''d sight of death makes hard, Falls not the axe upon the humbled neck But first begs pardon: will you sterner be Than he that dies and lives by bloody drops? Enter Rosalind, Celia, and Corin, behind Phebe. I would not be thy executioner: I fly thee, for I would not injure thee. 55-pagt, scene. 5. Falls, lets fall. Thou tell''st me there is murder in mine eye: ''Tis pretty, sure, and very probable, That eyes, that are the frail''st and softest things, Who shut their coward gates on atomies, Should be call''d tyrants, butchers, murderers! Now I do frown on thee with all my heart; And if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee. Now counterfeit to swoon; why now fall down; Or if thou canst not, O, for shame, for shame, Lie not, to say mine eyes are murderers! Now show the wound mine eye hath made in thee. Scratch thee but... William Shakespeare, Books, Entertainment, As You Like It Books>Entertainment The book may have numerous typos or missing text. It is not illustrated or indexed. However, purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original rare book from the publisher's website. You can also preview the book there.Purchasers are also entitled to a trial membership in the publisher's book club where they can select from more than a million books for free.Original Publisher: American Book Co. Publication date: 1907Subjects: Fathers and daughters; Exiles; Drama / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh; Drama / Shakespeare; Juvenile Nonfiction / Drama; Literary Criticism / Shakespeare<

ISBN: 9780217333603

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not … Altro …

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1907 edition. Excerpt: ...you have oft inquir''d 5 After the shepherd that complain''d of love, Who you saw sitting by me on the turf, Praising the proud disdainful shepherdess That was his mistress. 39. question, conversation. 41. what, why. 45. traverse, crosswise. 46. lover, sweetheart. 46. puisny, weak, unskilled. 48. noble, used ironically. Celia. Well, and what of him? Corin. If you will see a pageant truly play''d, Between the pale complexion of true love And the red glow of scorn and proud disdain, Go hence a little and I shall conduct you, If you will mark it. Rosalind. O, come, let us remove: The sight of lovers feedeth those in love. Bring us to this sight, and you shall say I''ll prove a busy actor in their play. _Exeunt. Scene V. Another part of the forest Enter Silvius and Phebe Sihnus. Sweet Phebe, do not scorn me; do not, Phebe; Say that you love me not, but say not so In bitterness. The common executioner, Whose heart the accustom''d sight of death makes hard, Falls not the axe upon the humbled neck But first begs pardon: will you sterner be Than he that dies and lives by bloody drops? Enter Rosalind, Celia, and Corin, behind Phebe. I would not be thy executioner: I fly thee, for I would not injure thee. 55-pagt, scene. 5. Falls, lets fall. Thou tell''st me there is murder in mine eye: ''Tis pretty, sure, and very probable, That eyes, that are the frail''st and softest things, Who shut their coward gates on atomies, Should be call''d tyrants, butchers, murderers! Now I do frown on thee with all my heart; And if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee. Now counterfeit to swoon; why now fall down; Or if thou canst not, O, for shame, for shame, Lie not, to say mine eyes are murderers! Now show the wound mine eye hath made in thee. Scratch thee but... William Shakespeare, Books, Entertainment, As You Like It Books>Entertainment, General Books LLC<