The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]., Band 3 |
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... fing of her batlet , and the cow's dugs that her pretty chopt hands had milk'd ; and I remember the wooing of a peafcod instead of her , from whom I took two cods , and giving her them again , faid with weeping tears , wear these for my ...
... fing of her batlet , and the cow's dugs that her pretty chopt hands had milk'd ; and I remember the wooing of a peafcod instead of her , from whom I took two cods , and giving her them again , faid with weeping tears , wear these for my ...
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... fing ; come , come , another stanzo : call you ' em stanzo's ? Ami . What you will , Monfieur Jaques . Jaq . Nay , I care not for their names , they owe me nothing . Will you fing ? : Ami . More at your request , than to please my self ...
... fing ; come , come , another stanzo : call you ' em stanzo's ? Ami . What you will , Monfieur Jaques . Jaq . Nay , I care not for their names , they owe me nothing . Will you fing ? : Ami . More at your request , than to please my self ...
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... fing it . Jaq . Thus it goes . If it do come to pass , That any man turn afs ; Leaving bis wealth and cafe , A ftubborn will to please , Duc ad me , duc ad me , duc ad me ; Here shall be fee Gross fools as be , An if be will come to me ...
... fing it . Jaq . Thus it goes . If it do come to pass , That any man turn afs ; Leaving bis wealth and cafe , A ftubborn will to please , Duc ad me , duc ad me , duc ad me ; Here shall be fee Gross fools as be , An if be will come to me ...
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... , As yet to question you about your fortunes . Give us some musick , and , good coufin , fing . SONG . Blow , blow , thou winter wind , Thou art not So unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen You Like it . 33.
... , As yet to question you about your fortunes . Give us some musick , and , good coufin , fing . SONG . Blow , blow , thou winter wind , Thou art not So unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen You Like it . 33.
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... fing beigh Moft bo , unto gb bo Loft friendship is feigning ; Then beigb bo , the bolly , This life is me moft jolly . the green bolly ; most loving Freeze , freeze , thou bitter sky , Thou doft not bite fo nigb As benefits forgot ...
... fing beigh Moft bo , unto gb bo Loft friendship is feigning ; Then beigb bo , the bolly , This life is me moft jolly . the green bolly ; most loving Freeze , freeze , thou bitter sky , Thou doft not bite fo nigb As benefits forgot ...
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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...