Shakespeare's Play a Winter's Tale

Shakespeare's Play a Winter's Tale

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1870 edition. Excerpt: ...for this place. Cam. He tells her something "which peeps m fairly," &e. But the rhythm does not require the addition; we need only make a slight transposition, and read, --"And the true blood which through it fairly peept." t At little skill--As little reaton, &c That makes her blood look out: " good sooth, she is The queen of curds and cream. Clo. Come on, strike up! Dob. Mopsa must be your mistress: marry, garlic, _ To mend her kissing with. Mop.. Now, in good time! Old. Not a word, a word; we stand upon our manners.--Come, strike up! Music. Here a Dance of Shepherds and Shepherdesses. Pol. Pray, good shepherd, what fair swain is this "Which dances with your daughter? Shep. They call him Doricles; and boasts himself To have a worthy feeding: but I have it Upon his own report, and I believe it; He looks like sooth. He says, he loves my daughter; I think so too; for never gaz'd the moon Upon the water, as he 'll stand, and read, As 'twere, my daughter's eyes: and, to be plain, I think there is not half a kiss to choose Who loves another best. Pol. She dances featly. Shep. So she does anything; though I report it, That should be silent: if young Doricles Do light upon her, she shall bring him that Which he not dreams of. Enter a Servant. Sebv. O master, if you did but hear the pedler at the door, you would never dance again after a tabor and pipe; no, the bagpipe could not move you: he sings several tunes faster than you'll tell money: he utters them as he had eaten ballads, and all men's ears grew to his tunes. Clo. He could never come better: he shall come in: I love a ballad but even too well, if it be doleful matter merrily set down, or a very pleasant thing indeed, and sung lamentably. Sebv. He hath songs...show more

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  • Paperback | 44 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 95g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • Illustrations, black and white
  • 1236519469
  • 9781236519467