The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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... lords have put themselves into voluntary exile with him , whofe lands and revenues enrich the new Duke , therefore he gives them good leave to wander . Oli . Can you tell if Rofalind , the old Oli . As You Like it . 7.
... lords have put themselves into voluntary exile with him , whofe lands and revenues enrich the new Duke , therefore he gives them good leave to wander . Oli . Can you tell if Rofalind , the old Oli . As You Like it . 7.
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... whofe loves Are dearer than the natural bond of fifters . But I can tell you , that of late this Duke Hath ta'en difpleasure ' gainft his gentle neice ,, Grounded upon no other argument , But that the people praise her for her virtues ...
... whofe loves Are dearer than the natural bond of fifters . But I can tell you , that of late this Duke Hath ta'en difpleasure ' gainft his gentle neice ,, Grounded upon no other argument , But that the people praise her for her virtues ...
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... whofe antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood ; To the which place a poor fequeftred Rag , That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt , Did come to languish ; and indeed , my lord , The wretched Animal heav'd ...
... whofe antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood ; To the which place a poor fequeftred Rag , That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt , Did come to languish ; and indeed , my lord , The wretched Animal heav'd ...
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... Whofe heart th ' accuftom'd fight of death makes hard , Falls not the ax upon the humbled neck , But firft begs pardon : will you fterner be Than he that lives and thrives by bloody drops ? Enter Rofalind , Celia and Corin . Phe . I ...
... Whofe heart th ' accuftom'd fight of death makes hard , Falls not the ax upon the humbled neck , But firft begs pardon : will you fterner be Than he that lives and thrives by bloody drops ? Enter Rofalind , Celia and Corin . Phe . I ...
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... whofe boughs were mofs'd with age , And high top bald , of dry antiquity ; . A wretched ragged man , o'er - grown with hair , Lay fleeping on his back ; about his neck A green and gilded snake had wreath'd it self , Who with her head ...
... whofe boughs were mofs'd with age , And high top bald , of dry antiquity ; . A wretched ragged man , o'er - grown with hair , Lay fleeping on his back ; about his neck A green and gilded snake had wreath'd it self , Who with her head ...
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affure anſwer Baptifta Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Cath Catharine Clown Count daughter defire doft doth Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father feem felf felves fervant ferve feven fhall fhew fhould fifter fince fing firft fome fool foreft fpeak ftand ftrange fuch fure fwear fweet gentleman give Gremio hath heart heav'n himſelf honour horfe Hortenfio houfe houſe huſband Illyria Kate King knave Lady Lord Lucentio Madam mafter maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt Narbon Orla Orlando Padua Petruchio pleaſe pr'ythee pray promife reafon Rofalind ſay SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe Signior Sir Toby ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art Tranio whofe wife worfe 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...