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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... lady , entertain him To be my fellow - servant to your ladyship . Sil . Too low a mistress for so high a servant . Pro . Not so , sweet lady ; but too mean a servant To have a look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse ...
... lady , entertain him To be my fellow - servant to your ladyship . Sil . Too low a mistress for so high a servant . Pro . Not so , sweet lady ; but too mean a servant To have a look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse ...
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... lady ; But she is dead . ACT V. And yet she takes exceptions at your person. Jul . But shall I hear him speak ? Host . Ay , that you shall . Jul . That will be music . Host . Hark ! Hark ! Jul . Is he among these ? Host . Ay ; but peace ...
... lady ; But she is dead . ACT V. And yet she takes exceptions at your person. Jul . But shall I hear him speak ? Host . Ay , that you shall . Jul . That will be music . Host . Hark ! Hark ! Jul . Is he among these ? Host . Ay ; but peace ...
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... lady and thy true love died , Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity . Sir Eglamour , I would to Valentine , To Mantua , where , I hear , he makes abode ; And , for the ways are dangerous to pass , I do desire thy worthy company ...
... lady and thy true love died , Upon whose grave thou vow'dst pure chastity . Sir Eglamour , I would to Valentine , To Mantua , where , I hear , he makes abode ; And , for the ways are dangerous to pass , I do desire thy worthy company ...
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... Lady Abbess . Abb . Be quiet , people . Wherefore throng you hither ? Adr . To fetch my poor distracted husband hence . Let us come in , that we may bind him fast , And bear him home for his recovery . Ang . I knew , he was not in his ...
... Lady Abbess . Abb . Be quiet , people . Wherefore throng you hither ? Adr . To fetch my poor distracted husband hence . Let us come in , that we may bind him fast , And bear him home for his recovery . Ang . I knew , he was not in his ...
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... lady , in these wars . Beat . You had musty victual , and he hath holp to eat it he is a very valiant trencher - man ; he hath an excellent stomach . Gent . And a good soldier too , lady . Beat . And a good soldier to a lady ; but what ...
... lady , in these wars . Beat . You had musty victual , and he hath holp to eat it he is a very valiant trencher - man ; he hath an excellent stomach . Gent . And a good soldier too , lady . Beat . And a good soldier to a lady ; but what ...
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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.