The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... fall ; to - morrow , Sir , I wref- tle for my credit , and he that escapes me without fome broken limb fhall acquit him well . Your brother is but young and tender , and for your love I would be loth to foil him , as I muft for mine own ...
... fall ; to - morrow , Sir , I wref- tle for my credit , and he that escapes me without fome broken limb fhall acquit him well . Your brother is but young and tender , and for your love I would be loth to foil him , as I muft for mine own ...
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... falling in love ? Cel . Marry , I pr'ythee , do , to make sport withal ; but love no man in good earneft , nor no ... fall into the fire ? tho ' nature hath given us wit to flout at fortune , hath not fortune fent in this fool to cut ...
... falling in love ? Cel . Marry , I pr'ythee , do , to make sport withal ; but love no man in good earneft , nor no ... fall into the fire ? tho ' nature hath given us wit to flout at fortune , hath not fortune fent in this fool to cut ...
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... fall . Cha . No , I warrant your Grace you fhall not entreat him to a fecond , that have fo mightily perfuaded him from a first . Orla . You mean to mock me after ; you should not have mockt before ; but come your ways . Rof . Now ...
... fall . Cha . No , I warrant your Grace you fhall not entreat him to a fecond , that have fo mightily perfuaded him from a first . Orla . You mean to mock me after ; you should not have mockt before ; but come your ways . Rof . Now ...
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... fall ; but turning thefe jefts out of fervice let us talk in good earneft : is it poffible on fuch a fudden you fhould fall into fo ftrong a liking with old Sir Rowland's youngest fon ? Rof . The Duke my father lov'd his father dearly ...
... fall ; but turning thefe jefts out of fervice let us talk in good earneft : is it poffible on fuch a fudden you fhould fall into fo ftrong a liking with old Sir Rowland's youngest fon ? Rof . The Duke my father lov'd his father dearly ...
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... fall to : I will not trouble you , As yet to question you about your fortunes . Give us fome mufick , and , good coufin , fing . SONG . Blow , blow , thou winter wind , Thou art not fo unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not fo ...
... fall to : I will not trouble you , As yet to question you about your fortunes . Give us fome mufick , and , good coufin , fing . SONG . Blow , blow , thou winter wind , Thou art not fo unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not fo ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Seite 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Seite 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Seite 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Seite 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Seite 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Seite 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...