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" What years, i' faith ? Vio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven; let still the woman take An elder than herself ; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are... "
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Twelfth night. Winter's tale

William Shakespeare - 1788 - 442 страници
...woman take An elder than herself; so wears she to him, gaQ So sways she level in her husband's he.irt. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfinn, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. Vio. I think it well, my lord....

The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of ..., Том 1

William Shakespeare - 1803 - 494 страници
...woman take An elder than herself ; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. Vio. I think it well, my lord....

“The” Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Том 2

William Shakespeare - 1804 - 408 страници
...ihe woman take An elder than herself; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and imfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's arc. Vio. I think it well, my Lord....

The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Том 2

William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 страници
...the woman take An elder than herself; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. Vio. About your years, my lord....

The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of ..., Том 2

William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 страници
...the woman take An elder than herself; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, < ' ' , Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, : More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn. Than women's are. Fio. I think it well, my...

Notes Upon Some of the Obscure Passages in Shakespeare's Plays: With Remarks ...

John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 страници
...question is ironical." HERON'S Letters of Literature, I think Heron is right. P. 210.— 45.— 69. Duke. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. I incline to read won with...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Том 2

William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 страници
...woman take An elder than herself30; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. Vio. I think it well, my lord....

The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson ..., Том 12

William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 страници
...then. What years, i'faith ? Vio. About your years, my lord. So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. Vio. I think it well, my lord....

The Works of William Shakespeare, Том 3

William Shakespeare - 1810 - 440 страници
...woman take An elder than herself ; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. Vio. I think it well, my lord....

The Plays of William Shakspeare: Sketch of the life of Shakspeare. Tempest ...

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 454 страници
...the woman take An elder than herself; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart, For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. Vio. I think it well, my lord....




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