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... NANO , a dwarf , ANDREW . sons to ВоHAN . Purveyor , Herald , Scout , Huntsmen , Soldiers , Revellers , & c . DOROTHEA , Queen of Scots . COUNTESS OF ARRAN . IDA , her daughter . LADY ANDERSON . Ladies , & c . OBERON , King of Fairies ...
... NANO , a dwarf , ANDREW . sons to ВоHAN . Purveyor , Herald , Scout , Huntsmen , Soldiers , Revellers , & c . DOROTHEA , Queen of Scots . COUNTESS OF ARRAN . IDA , her daughter . LADY ANDERSON . Ladies , & c . OBERON , King of Fairies ...
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... NANO . Haud your clacks , * lads , trattle not for thy life , but gather up your legs , and dance me forthwith a jig worth the sight . Slip . Why , I must talk , ant I die for't : where- fore was my tongue made ? Boh . Prattle , an thou ...
... NANO . Haud your clacks , * lads , trattle not for thy life , but gather up your legs , and dance me forthwith a jig worth the sight . Slip . Why , I must talk , ant I die for't : where- fore was my tongue made ? Boh . Prattle , an thou ...
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... NANO , and ANDREW , with their bills , ready written , in their hands . And . Stand back , sir ; mine shall stand highest . Slip . Come under mine arm , sir , or get a foot- stool ; or else , by the light of the moon , I must come to it ...
... NANO , and ANDREW , with their bills , ready written , in their hands . And . Stand back , sir ; mine shall stand highest . Slip . Come under mine arm , sir , or get a foot- stool ; or else , by the light of the moon , I must come to it ...
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... Nano , Nano . Ateu . The etymology of which word is a dwarf . Art not thou the old stoic's son that dwells in his tomb ? Slip . Nano . We are . Ateu . Thou art welcome to me . Wilt thou give thyself wholly to be at my disposition ? Nano ...
... Nano , Nano . Ateu . The etymology of which word is a dwarf . Art not thou the old stoic's son that dwells in his tomb ? Slip . Nano . We are . Ateu . Thou art welcome to me . Wilt thou give thyself wholly to be at my disposition ? Nano ...
Página 194
... Nano . Yes , and thank your honour too . Slip . Then welcome , brother , and fellow now . And . [ coming forward . ] May it please your honour to abase your eye so low as to look either on my bill or myself ? Ateu . What are you ? And ...
... Nano . Yes , and thank your honour too . Slip . Then welcome , brother , and fellow now . And . [ coming forward . ] May it please your honour to abase your eye so low as to look either on my bill or myself ? Ateu . What are you ? And ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Absalon Alleyn Alphonsus Amurack Angelica arms art thou Ateu Bacon beauty behold Belinus brave Bungay Carinus Clamydes Clyo Clyomon court crown dame daughter David death dost doth Earl Earl of Kendal Edward Elinor England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fortune Fressingfield Friar Gabriel Harvey gentleman George George Peele give Glocester grace hand hath haue head hear heart heaven honour Joab Jove Juno king KING EDWARD LONGSHANKS knight Lacy lady Lluellen London Longsh look lord Mars master mighty mind mistress Nano never Nineveh noble Orlando Orlando Furioso Pandosto Peele pray prince queen quoth Rasni repent Robert Greene Sans-foy Scots shepherd Sirrah sith soul sweet sword tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou shalt thoughts Thras traitor unto Venus wife wilt words
Passagens conhecidas
Página 284 - When he left his pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy. Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.
Página 292 - AH ! were she pitiful as she is fair, Or but as mild as she is seeming so, Then were my hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah ! were her heart relenting as her hand, That seems to melt even with the mildest touch, Then knew I where to seat me in a land, Under wide heavens, but yet there is not such. So as she shows, she seems the budding rose, Yet sweeter far than is an earthly flower...
Página 303 - Ah, then ! ah, then ! If country loves such sweet desires do gain, What lady would not love a shepherd swain...
Página 565 - But spurned in vain; youth waneth by increasing: Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green. His helmet now shall make a hive for bees; And lovers...
Página 444 - Madge. Once upon a time, there was a king, or a lord, or a duke, that had a fair daughter, the fairest that ever was ; as white as snow and as red as blood : and ' once upon a time his daughter was stolen away: and he sent all his men to seek out his daughter : and he sent so long, that he sent all his men out of his land.
Página 289 - tis thou shalt wear my glove ; At foot-ball sport thou shalt my champion be. DORON. Carmela dear, even as the golden ball That Venus got, such are thy goodly eyes ; When cherries' juice is jumbled therewithal, Thy breath is like the steam of apple-pies.
Página 353 - My love is fair, my love is gay, As fresh as bin the flowers in May, And of my love my roundelay, My merry, merry roundelay, Concludes with Cupid's curse, — They that do change old love for new, Pray gods they change for worse!
Página 170 - Phobetor's night. Now, Miles, in thee rests Friar Bacon's weal : '•'' The honour and renown of all his life Hangs in the watching of this Brazen Head ; Therefore I charge thee by the immortal God...
Página 158 - Edward's courageous resolution, Done at the Holy Land 'fore Damas' ' walls, Led both mine eye and thoughts in equal links, To like so of the English monarch's son, That I attempted perils for his sake.
Página 317 - I op'd the door, and granted his desire, I rose myself, and made the wag a fire. Looking more narrow by the fire's flame, I spied his quiver hanging by his back : Doubting the boy might my misfortune frame, I would have gone for fear of further wrack ; But what I...