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 42
... comes ; and my good man too : he's as far from jealousy , as I am from giving him cause ; and that , I hope , is an unmeasu- rable distance . Mrs. Ford . You are the happier woman . Mrs. Page . Let's consult together against this greasy ...
... comes ; and my good man too : he's as far from jealousy , as I am from giving him cause ; and that , I hope , is an unmeasu- rable distance . Mrs. Ford . You are the happier woman . Mrs. Page . Let's consult together against this greasy ...
Página 48
... come when you are Fal . She shall not see me . I will ensconce me be- called . [ Exeunt Servants.hind the arras . Fal ... comes little Robin . Enter ROBIN . Mrs. Ford . How now , my eyas - musket ? what news with you ? back- Rob . My ...
... come when you are Fal . She shall not see me . I will ensconce me be- called . [ Exeunt Servants.hind the arras . Fal ... comes little Robin . Enter ROBIN . Mrs. Ford . How now , my eyas - musket ? what news with you ? back- Rob . My ...
Página 50
... come not to my water ; for my belly's as cold , as if I had swallowed child . think , what a man is : let her consider ... comes . Enter PAGE and Mistress PAGE . Page . Now , master Slender ! -Love him , daughter Anne.- Why , how now ...
... come not to my water ; for my belly's as cold , as if I had swallowed child . think , what a man is : let her consider ... comes . Enter PAGE and Mistress PAGE . Page . Now , master Slender ! -Love him , daughter Anne.- Why , how now ...
Página 51
... comes . Enter FORD . Ford . Bless you , sir . O ! Fal . Now , master Brook ; you come to know what hath passed between me and Ford's wife ? Ford . That , indeed , sir John , is my business . knave , their master , in the door , who ...
... comes . Enter FORD . Ford . Bless you , sir . O ! Fal . Now , master Brook ; you come to know what hath passed between me and Ford's wife ? Ford . That , indeed , sir John , is my business . knave , their master , in the door , who ...
Página 53
... Come , come , take it up . 2 Serv . Pray heaven , it be not full of knight again . 1 Serv . I hope not ; I had as lief ... comes of errands , does she ? We are simple men ; we do not know what's brought to pass under the profession of ...
... Come , come , take it up . 2 Serv . Pray heaven , it be not full of knight again . 1 Serv . I hope not ; I had as lief ... comes of errands , does she ? We are simple men ; we do not know what's brought to pass under the profession of ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
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.