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 69
... honour from that trunk you bear , And leave you naked . Claud . Let me know the point . Isab . O ! I do fear thee , Claudio ; and I quake , Lest thou a feverous life would'st entertain , And six or seven winters more respect , Than a ...
... honour from that trunk you bear , And leave you naked . Claud . Let me know the point . Isab . O ! I do fear thee , Claudio ; and I quake , Lest thou a feverous life would'st entertain , And six or seven winters more respect , Than a ...
Página 78
... honour . Duke . The warrant's for yourself : take heed to it . Isab . This gentleman told somewhat of my tale . Lucio . Right . Duke . It may be right ; but you are in the wrong To speak before your time . - Proceed . Isab . I went To ...
... honour . Duke . The warrant's for yourself : take heed to it . Isab . This gentleman told somewhat of my tale . Lucio . Right . Duke . It may be right ; but you are in the wrong To speak before your time . - Proceed . Isab . I went To ...
Página 169
... honour ; and how much honour Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times , 66 To be new varnish'd ! Well , but to my choice : Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves . " I will assume desert : —give me a key for this , And ...
... honour ; and how much honour Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times , 66 To be new varnish'd ! Well , but to my choice : Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves . " I will assume desert : —give me a key for this , And ...
Página 172
... honour'd in your marriage . Gra . We'll play with them the first boy for a thou- sand ducats . Ner . What , and stake down ? Gra . No ; we shall ne'er win at that sport , and stake down . But who comes here ? Lorenzo , and his infidel ...
... honour'd in your marriage . Gra . We'll play with them the first boy for a thou- sand ducats . Ner . What , and stake down ? Gra . No ; we shall ne'er win at that sport , and stake down . But who comes here ? Lorenzo , and his infidel ...
Página 180
... honour to retain the ring , You would not then have parted with the ring . What man is there so much unreasonable , If you had pleas'd to have defended it With any terms of zeal , wanted the modesty To urge the thing held as a ceremony ...
... honour to retain the ring , You would not then have parted with the ring . What man is there so much unreasonable , If you had pleas'd to have defended it With any terms of zeal , wanted the modesty To urge the thing held as a ceremony ...
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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.