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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... master , your brother . Orla . Go apart , Adam , and thou shalt hear how he will shake me up . Oli . Now , Sir , what make you here ? Orla . Nothing : I am not taught to make any thing . Oli . What mar you then , Sir ? : Orla . Marry ...
... master , your brother . Orla . Go apart , Adam , and thou shalt hear how he will shake me up . Oli . Now , Sir , what make you here ? Orla . Nothing : I am not taught to make any thing . Oli . What mar you then , Sir ? : Orla . Marry ...
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... master , Oh my sweet master , O you memory Of old Sir Rowland ! why , what make you here ? Why are you virtuous ? why do people love you ? And wherefore are you gentle , strong , and valiant ? Why would you be so fond to overcome The ...
... master , Oh my sweet master , O you memory Of old Sir Rowland ! why , what make you here ? Why are you virtuous ? why do people love you ? And wherefore are you gentle , strong , and valiant ? Why would you be so fond to overcome The ...
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William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). Know you not , master , to some kind of men Their graces serve them but as enemies ? No more do yours ; your virtues , gentle master , Are sanctified and holy traitors to you . Oh , what ...
William Shakespeare sir Thomas Hanmer (4th bart). Know you not , master , to some kind of men Their graces serve them but as enemies ? No more do yours ; your virtues , gentle master , Are sanctified and holy traitors to you . Oh , what ...
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... Master , go on , and I will follow thee To the last gasp with truth and loyalty . From seventeen years ' till now almost fourscore Here lived I , but now live here no more . At seventeen years many their fortunes seek , But at fourscore ...
... Master , go on , and I will follow thee To the last gasp with truth and loyalty . From seventeen years ' till now almost fourscore Here lived I , but now live here no more . At seventeen years many their fortunes seek , But at fourscore ...
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... master , I can go no further ; O , I die for food ! here lye I down , and measure out my grave . Farewel , kind mafter . Orla . Why , how now , Adam ! no greater heart in thee ? live a little , comfort a little , cheer thy felf a little ...
... master , I can go no further ; O , I die for food ! here lye I down , and measure out my grave . Farewel , kind mafter . Orla . Why , how now , Adam ! no greater heart in thee ? live a little , comfort a little , cheer thy felf a little ...
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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...