The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 páginas |
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Página xiv
... rich purple , guiltless white , The lowly russet , and the scarlet bright : Branch'd and embroider'd like the painted spring ; Each leaf match'd with a flower , and each string Of golden wire , each line of silk : there run Italian ...
... rich purple , guiltless white , The lowly russet , and the scarlet bright : Branch'd and embroider'd like the painted spring ; Each leaf match'd with a flower , and each string Of golden wire , each line of silk : there run Italian ...
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... rich ends . This my mean task Would be as heavy to me , as odious ; but The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead , And makes my labours pleasures : O ! she is Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed ; And he's composed of ...
... rich ends . This my mean task Would be as heavy to me , as odious ; but The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead , And makes my labours pleasures : O ! she is Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed ; And he's composed of ...
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... rich leas Of wheat , rye , barley , vetches , oats , and peas ; Thy turfy mountains , where live nibbling sheep , And flat meads thatch'd with stover , them to keep ; Thy banks with pioned and tilled brims , Which spongy April at thy ...
... rich leas Of wheat , rye , barley , vetches , oats , and peas ; Thy turfy mountains , where live nibbling sheep , And flat meads thatch'd with stover , them to keep ; Thy banks with pioned and tilled brims , Which spongy April at thy ...
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... rich in having such a jewel , As twenty seas , if all their sand were pearl , The water nectar , and the rocks pure gold . Forgive me , that I do not dream on thee , Because thou seest me dote upon my love . My foolish rival , that her ...
... rich in having such a jewel , As twenty seas , if all their sand were pearl , The water nectar , and the rocks pure gold . Forgive me , that I do not dream on thee , Because thou seest me dote upon my love . My foolish rival , that her ...
Página 66
... rich or poor As fancy values them ; but with true prayers , That shall be up at heaven , and enter there Ere sun - rise : prayers from preserved souls , From fasting maids , whose minds are dedicate To nothing temporal . Ang . Well ...
... rich or poor As fancy values them ; but with true prayers , That shall be up at heaven , and enter there Ere sun - rise : prayers from preserved souls , From fasting maids , whose minds are dedicate To nothing temporal . Ang . Well ...
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Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin crown daughter death doth Duke duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE Shal shame signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir John sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
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Página 194 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Página 63 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.