The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Band 2 |
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... and I see no such matter : there ' s her cousin , an she were not possessed with
a fury , exceeds her as much in beauty as the first of May doth the last of
December . But I hope you have no intent to turn husband ; have you ? CLAUD . I
would ...
... and I see no such matter : there ' s her cousin , an she were not possessed with
a fury , exceeds her as much in beauty as the first of May doth the last of
December . But I hope you have no intent to turn husband ; have you ? CLAUD . I
would ...
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By my troth , niece , thou wilt never get thee a husband if thou be so shrewd of thy
tongue . Ant . In faith , she ' s too curst . BEAT . Too curst is more than curst : I
shall lessen God ' s sending that way : for it is said , “ God sends a curst cow short
...
By my troth , niece , thou wilt never get thee a husband if thou be so shrewd of thy
tongue . Ant . In faith , she ' s too curst . BEAT . Too curst is more than curst : I
shall lessen God ' s sending that way : for it is said , “ God sends a curst cow short
...
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Your father got excellent husbands , if a maid could come by them . D . PEDRO .
Will you have me , lady ? BEAT . No , my lord , unless I might have another for
working - days ; your grace is too costly to wear every day : But , I beseech your ...
Your father got excellent husbands , if a maid could come by them . D . PEDRO .
Will you have me , lady ? BEAT . No , my lord , unless I might have another for
working - days ; your grace is too costly to wear every day : But , I beseech your ...
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She cannot endure to hear tell of a husband . LEON . O , by no means ; she
mocks all her wooers out of suit . D . PEDRO . She were an excellent wife for
Benedick . LEON . O Lord , my lord , if they were but a week married they would
talk ...
She cannot endure to hear tell of a husband . LEON . O , by no means ; she
mocks all her wooers out of suit . D . PEDRO . She were an excellent wife for
Benedick . LEON . O Lord , my lord , if they were but a week married they would
talk ...
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... away went Claudio enraged ; swore he would meet her as he was appointed ,
next morning at the temple , and there , before the whole congregation , shame
her with what he saw o ' er - night , and send her home again without a husband .
... away went Claudio enraged ; swore he would meet her as he was appointed ,
next morning at the temple , and there , before the whole congregation , shame
her with what he saw o ' er - night , and send her home again without a husband .
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Act II Angelo Anne answer Appears bear BEAT believe better bring brother CLAUD Claudio comes daughter death desire doth DUKE Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear folio follow fool FORD friar give grace hand hang hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Hero hold honour hope Host hour husband ISAB John keep kind king lady leave LEON live look lord marry master means mind mistress nature never night original PAGE passage PEDRO play poor pray present prince queen QUICK reading reason Rosalind SCENE sense Shakspere song speak spirit stand strange sure sweet tell thank thee thing thou thou art thought Touch true wife woman young youth
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Seite 580 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Seite 284 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Seite 554 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Seite 424 - Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears.
Seite 285 - My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0 prepare it ; My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never flnd my grave, To weep there.