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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... rest much bounden to you : fare you well ! Thus must I from the smoke into the smother ; From tyrant Duke unto a tyrant brother : But , heav'nly Rosalind ! [ Exit . SCENE VIII . Re - enter Celia and Rosalind . Cel . Why , coufin , why ...
... rest much bounden to you : fare you well ! Thus must I from the smoke into the smother ; From tyrant Duke unto a tyrant brother : But , heav'nly Rosalind ! [ Exit . SCENE VIII . Re - enter Celia and Rosalind . Cel . Why , coufin , why ...
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... rest our selves , and feed ; Here's a young maid with travel much oppress'd , And faints for fuccour . Cor . Fair Sir , I pity her , And wish , for her fake more than for mine own , My fortunes were more able to relieve her ; But I am ...
... rest our selves , and feed ; Here's a young maid with travel much oppress'd , And faints for fuccour . Cor . Fair Sir , I pity her , And wish , for her fake more than for mine own , My fortunes were more able to relieve her ; But I am ...
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... rest damn'd ? God help thee , shallow man ; God make incifion in thee , thou art raw . Cor . Sir , I am a true labourer ; I earn that I cat , get that I wear ; owe no man hate , envy no man's happiness ; glad of other men's good ...
... rest damn'd ? God help thee , shallow man ; God make incifion in thee , thou art raw . Cor . Sir , I am a true labourer ; I earn that I cat , get that I wear ; owe no man hate , envy no man's happiness ; glad of other men's good ...
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... rest shall bear this burthen . To wear the born , the born , the born : It was a creft ere thou waft born . Thy father's father wore it , And thy own father bore it , 1 The born , the born , the lusty born , Is not a thing to laugh to ...
... rest shall bear this burthen . To wear the born , the born , the born : It was a creft ere thou waft born . Thy father's father wore it , And thy own father bore it , 1 The born , the born , the lusty born , Is not a thing to laugh to ...
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... rest you merry , Sir . Enter Corin . A [ Exit . Cor . Our master and mistress seek you ; come away , away . Clo . Trip , Audrey , trip , Audrey ; I attend , I attend . 1 Exeunt . SCENE II . Enter Orlando and Oliver . Orla . Is't ...
... rest you merry , Sir . Enter Corin . A [ Exit . Cor . Our master and mistress seek you ; come away , away . Clo . Trip , Audrey , trip , Audrey ; I attend , I attend . 1 Exeunt . SCENE II . Enter Orlando and Oliver . Orla . Is't ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
anſwer beſt Bian Bianca Bion Biondello brother buſineſs Cath Catharina Catharine cauſe Count daughter defire doſt doth Duke elſe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father felf fing firſt fome fool fuch gentleman give Gremio hath heart heav'n himſelf honour horſe Hortenfio houſe Illyria Kate King kiſs knave Lady Lord loſe Lucentio Madam maid Malvolio marry maſter miſtreſs moſt muſt Orla Orlando Padua Petruchio pleaſe pleaſure pr'ythee pray preſent queſtion reaſon reſt Rofalind Roufillon ſay SCENE ſee ſeek ſeem ſelf ſelves ſend ſerve ſervice ſet ſhall ſhe ſhepherd ſhew ſhould Signior Sir Toby ſome ſon ſpeak ſport ſtand ſtay ſtill ſtrange ſuch ſwear ſweet ſword tell thee theſe thine thoſe thou art Tranio uſe whoſe wife youth
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...