The New Grant White Shakespeare: As you like it ; The taming of the shrew ; All's well that ends wellLittle, Brown,, 1912 |
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... SCENE : First , near Oliver's House ; afterward , partly in the Usurper's Court , and partly in the Forest of Arden . As You Like Et ACT ONE . SCENE I. An.
... SCENE : First , near Oliver's House ; afterward , partly in the Usurper's Court , and partly in the Forest of Arden . As You Like Et ACT ONE . SCENE I. An.
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William Shakespeare Richard Grant White. SCENE II.A Lawn before the DUKE's Palace . Enter ROSALIND and CELIA . Celia . I pray thee , Rosalind , sweet my coz , be merry . Rosalind . Dear Celia , I shew more ... Scene Two 15 As You Like It.
William Shakespeare Richard Grant White. SCENE II.A Lawn before the DUKE's Palace . Enter ROSALIND and CELIA . Celia . I pray thee , Rosalind , sweet my coz , be merry . Rosalind . Dear Celia , I shew more ... Scene Two 15 As You Like It.
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... we learn from Rosalind herself , in the very next Scene . [ Recent editors suggest lesser , after Sped- ding so in Globe- or retain taller , as in Cambridge . ] - And here detain'd by her usurping uncle , ; - 24 Act One As You Like It.
... we learn from Rosalind herself , in the very next Scene . [ Recent editors suggest lesser , after Sped- ding so in Globe- or retain taller , as in Cambridge . ] - And here detain'd by her usurping uncle , ; - 24 Act One As You Like It.
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... SCENE III . A Room in the Palace . Enter CELIA and ROSALIND . 290 300 [ Exit . Cel . Why , cousin ! why , Rosalind ! - Cupid have mercy ! Not a word ? Ros . Not one to throw at a dog . Cel . No , thy words are too precious to be cast ...
... SCENE III . A Room in the Palace . Enter CELIA and ROSALIND . 290 300 [ Exit . Cel . Why , cousin ! why , Rosalind ! - Cupid have mercy ! Not a word ? Ros . Not one to throw at a dog . Cel . No , thy words are too precious to be cast ...
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... SCENE II.A Room in the Palace . Enter DUKE FREDERICK , Lords , and Attendants . Duke F. It cannot be Can it be possible that no man saw them ? some villains of my Court Are of consent and sufferance in this . 1 Lord . I cannot hear of ...
... SCENE II.A Room in the Palace . Enter DUKE FREDERICK , Lords , and Attendants . Duke F. It cannot be Can it be possible that no man saw them ? some villains of my Court Are of consent and sufferance in this . 1 Lord . I cannot hear of ...
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ADA REHAN Audrey Baptista Bertram Bian Bianca Bion Biondello brother Cambridge and Globe Capell's reading CELIA Count daughter doth Duke editors Émile Bayard Enter Exeunt Exit father folio reading Folios and quarto fool Forest of Arden fourth folios gentleman give Gremio hath hear heart HELENA hither honour Hortensio Jaques Kate Kath KATHARINA King knave lady Lafeu later folios Lord Love's Labour's Love's Labour's Lost Love's Labour's Won Lucentio Madam maid marry master means misprint mistress Narbon omits original Orlando Padua Parolles Petruchio Phebe play pr'ythee pray punctuation Rosalind Rousillon Rowe's reading SCENE second folio Servant Shakespeare's shew Shrew Signior SILVIUS Sirrah speak Steevens sweet tell thee Theobald thine thou art Touch Tranio Vincentio White wife word youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 52 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Seite 51 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Seite 46 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Seite 51 - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Seite 264 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope ; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Seite 50 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits, and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
Seite 31 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Seite 42 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.