Cupid's Birthday Book: One Thousand Love-darts from Shakespeare, Gathered and Arranged for Every Day in the Year
W.P. Nimmo, 1875 - 448 pages
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All's Antony and Cleopatra beauty beloved better blessed Cupid Cymbeline daughter dear December dost doth earth Ends eyes face fair fear fortune gentle Gentlemen of Verona give grace Hamlet hand happy hath heart heaven Henry VIII hold honour January Julius Cæsar July June kind King John King Lear kiss lady leave live look lord love thee Love's Labour Lost lovers Macbeth married Measure Merchant of Venice Merry Wives Midsummer-Night's Dream mind never Night noble November October Othello Passionate Pericles praise reason rich Richard Richard III Romeo and Juliet Second September Shrew sigh sing Sonnets speak strange sweet Taming tell thine thing thou art thou hast thoughts thy love tongue Troilus and Cressida true truth Twelfth Night Winter's Tale wish Wives of Windsor woman women worth young youth
Page 31 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright ! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear...
Page 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.
Page 15 - 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...
Page 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.
Page 27 - 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.
Page 30 - Although thy breath be rude. Heigh-ho ! sing, heigh-ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly : Then, heigh-ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not.