The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, Band 5R. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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... Flav . My lord . Tim . The little cafket bring me hither . Flav . Yes , my lord . - More jewels yet ! [ Exeunt There is no croffing him in his humour ; [ Afide . Elfe I fhould tell him , -Well , -i'faith , I fhould , When all's spent ...
... Flav . My lord . Tim . The little cafket bring me hither . Flav . Yes , my lord . - More jewels yet ! [ Exeunt There is no croffing him in his humour ; [ Afide . Elfe I fhould tell him , -Well , -i'faith , I fhould , When all's spent ...
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... Flav . I beseech your honour , [ fenate Vouchfafe me a word ; it doth concern you near . Tim . Near ? why then another time I'll hear thee : I pr'ythee , let us be provided To fhew them entertainment . Flav . [ Afide . ] I fcarce know ...
... Flav . I beseech your honour , [ fenate Vouchfafe me a word ; it doth concern you near . Tim . Near ? why then another time I'll hear thee : I pr'ythee , let us be provided To fhew them entertainment . Flav . [ Afide . ] I fcarce know ...
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... Flav . No care , no stop ! fo fenfeless of expence , That he will neither know how to maintain it , Nor cease his flow of riot ; Takes no account How things go from him ; nor resumes no care Of what is to continue ; never mind Was to be ...
... Flav . No care , no stop ! fo fenfeless of expence , That he will neither know how to maintain it , Nor cease his flow of riot ; Takes no account How things go from him ; nor resumes no care Of what is to continue ; never mind Was to be ...
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... Flav . Pleafe you , gentlemen , The time is unagreeable to this business : Your importunacy ceafe , ' till after dinner ; That I may make his lordship understand Wherefore you are not paid . Tim . Do fo , my friends ; See them well ...
... Flav . Pleafe you , gentlemen , The time is unagreeable to this business : Your importunacy ceafe , ' till after dinner ; That I may make his lordship understand Wherefore you are not paid . Tim . Do fo , my friends ; See them well ...
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... Flav . You would not hear me , At many leifures I propos'd . Tim . Go to ; Perchance , fome fingle vantages you took , When my indifpofition put you back ; And that unaptness made you minister , Thus to excufe yourself . Flav . O my ...
... Flav . You would not hear me , At many leifures I propos'd . Tim . Go to ; Perchance , fome fingle vantages you took , When my indifpofition put you back ; And that unaptness made you minister , Thus to excufe yourself . Flav . O my ...
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Afide againſt Alarum Alcibiades anfwer Apemantus art thou Baft Becauſe beſt blood brother Burgundy Cade Clarence Clif Clifford crown death doft doth duke of Burgundy duke of York earl Edward Elean England Enter King Exeunt Exit falfe father fear fent fhall fhame fhould fight firſt flain Flav foldiers fome foul fovereign fpeak France friends ftand ftay fuch fure fweet fword Glofter grace hath heart heaven HENRY VI Henry's himſelf honour houfe houſe Humphrey Jack Cade King HENRY lord lord protector mafter majeſty moft moſt muft muſt myſelf ne'er noble pleaſe pleaſure prefent prifoner prince Pucel Queen reft Reignier Richard RICHARD PLANTAGENET Saliſbury SCENE ſhall Somerſet ſpeak ſtand ſtay Suffolk Talbot thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thou fhalt thouſand Timon unto Warwick whofe wilt yourſelf
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 22 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean; So many years...
Seite 22 - O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
Seite 22 - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...