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Trin . I took him to be kiled with a thunderstroke : But art thou not drowned ,
Stephano ? I hope now , thou art not drowned . Is the storm overblown ? I hid me
under the dead moon - calf's gaberdine , for fear of the storm : And art thou living
...
Trin . I took him to be kiled with a thunderstroke : But art thou not drowned ,
Stephano ? I hope now , thou art not drowned . Is the storm overblown ? I hid me
under the dead moon - calf's gaberdine , for fear of the storm : And art thou living
...
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Trin . I shall laugh myself to death at this puppyheaded monster : A most scurvy
nionster ! I could find in my heart to beat him , Ste . Come , kiss . Trin . — but that
the poor monster's in drink : An abominable monster ! Cal . I'll show thee the best
...
Trin . I shall laugh myself to death at this puppyheaded monster : A most scurvy
nionster ! I could find in my heart to beat him , Ste . Come , kiss . Trin . — but that
the poor monster's in drink : An abominable monster ! Cal . I'll show thee the best
...
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Trin . Servant - monster ? the folly of this island ! They say , there's but five upon
this isle : we are three of them ; if the other ... Trin . Where should they be set else
? Ste . My man - monster hath drowned his tongue in sack : for my part , the sea ...
Trin . Servant - monster ? the folly of this island ! They say , there's but five upon
this isle : we are three of them ; if the other ... Trin . Where should they be set else
? Ste . My man - monster hath drowned his tongue in sack : for my part , the sea ...
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... which , you say , is a harmless fairy , has done little better than played the Jack
4 with us . Trin . Monster , my nose is in great indignation . Ste . So is mine . Do
you hear , monster ? If I should take a displeasure against you ; look you , Trin .
... which , you say , is a harmless fairy , has done little better than played the Jack
4 with us . Trin . Monster , my nose is in great indignation . Ste . So is mine . Do
you hear , monster ? If I should take a displeasure against you ; look you , Trin .
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Trin . O king Stephano ! O peer ! O worthy Stephano ! look , what a wardrobe here
is for thee ! Cal . Let it alone , thou fool ; it is but trash . Trin . O , ho , monster ; we
know what belongs to a frippery5 : - king Stephano ! Ste . Put off that gown ...
Trin . O king Stephano ! O peer ! O worthy Stephano ! look , what a wardrobe here
is for thee ! Cal . Let it alone , thou fool ; it is but trash . Trin . O , ho , monster ; we
know what belongs to a frippery5 : - king Stephano ! Ste . Put off that gown ...
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Alon Anne Ariel bear bring Brook Caius comes daughter dear desire doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear follow fool Ford gentle give grace hand hang hath head hear heart heaven hold honour hope Host hour husband I'll Julia keep kind king knight lady Laun leave letter live look lord madam Marry master mean mind Mira mistress monster nature never Page peace play poor pray present Proteus Quick reason SCENE servant Shal Silvia sir John Sir Toby Slen Slender speak Speed spirit stand sure sweet tell thank thee there's thing thou thou art thought Trin true Valentine wife woman youth
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Seite 27 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Seite 235 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Seite 312 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Seite 17 - Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; would'st give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Seite 263 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Seite 263 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Seite 67 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
Seite 100 - Not for the world : why, man, she is mine own ; And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Seite 265 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Seite 62 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back...
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| Titel | The Family Shakspeare ... in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text: But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family ... Band 1 von The Family Shakspeare ... in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text: But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family, William Shakespeare |
| Autoren | William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler |
| Herausgeber | Thomas Bowdler |
| Ausgabe | 4 |
| Verlag | Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, Brown, 1825 |
| Original von | New York Public Library |
| Digitalisiert | 11. Apr. 2006 |
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