The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: The merry wives of Windsor. Twelfth night. Measure for measure. Much ado about nothingT. Bensley, 1800 |
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... look you , fhall defire to hear the fear of Got , and not to hear a riot ; take your vizaments in that . Shal . Ha ! o ' my life , if I were young again , the sword fhould end it . Eva . It is petter that friends is the fword , and end ...
... look you , fhall defire to hear the fear of Got , and not to hear a riot ; take your vizaments in that . Shal . Ha ! o ' my life , if I were young again , the sword fhould end it . Eva . It is petter that friends is the fword , and end ...
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... look you , for I keep his houfe ; and I wash , wring , brew , bake , fcour , dress meat and drink , make the beds , and do all myself . Sim . ' Tis a great charge to come under one body's hand . Quick . Are you avis'd o'that ? you shall ...
... look you , for I keep his houfe ; and I wash , wring , brew , bake , fcour , dress meat and drink , make the beds , and do all myself . Sim . ' Tis a great charge to come under one body's hand . Quick . Are you avis'd o'that ? you shall ...
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... look very ill . Mrs. Ford . Nay , I'll ne'er believe that ; I have to fhow to the contrary . Mrs. Page . ' Faith , but you do , in my mind . Mrs. Ford . Well , I do then ; yet , I fay , I could fhow you to the contrary : O , miftrefs ...
... look very ill . Mrs. Ford . Nay , I'll ne'er believe that ; I have to fhow to the contrary . Mrs. Page . ' Faith , but you do , in my mind . Mrs. Ford . Well , I do then ; yet , I fay , I could fhow you to the contrary : O , miftrefs ...
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... look , where he comes ; and my good man too : he's as far from jealousy , as I am from Stothard RA del Merry Wives of Windsor Page 26 Publihd1 giving £ 6 Act 11 MERRY WIVES him with hope, till the wicked fire of luft ...
... look , where he comes ; and my good man too : he's as far from jealousy , as I am from Stothard RA del Merry Wives of Windsor Page 26 Publihd1 giving £ 6 Act 11 MERRY WIVES him with hope, till the wicked fire of luft ...
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... Look , who comes yonder ; fhe fhall be our mes fenger to this paltry knight . [ Afide to Mrs. FORD . . Enter Miftrefs QUICKLY . Mrs. Ford . Trust me , I thought on her : fhe'll fit it . Mrs. Page . You are come to fee my daughter Anne ...
... Look , who comes yonder ; fhe fhall be our mes fenger to this paltry knight . [ Afide to Mrs. FORD . . Enter Miftrefs QUICKLY . Mrs. Ford . Trust me , I thought on her : fhe'll fit it . Mrs. Page . You are come to fee my daughter Anne ...
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Afide againſt Anne anſwer bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick better Bora brother Caius Claud Claudio coufin defire doft Dogb doth Duke Efcal Enter Exeunt Exit faid FALSTAFF feems fent fhall fignior fir John firſt fome fool Ford foul fpeak friar fuch fure gentleman give hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter Hero himſelf Hoft honeſt honour houfe houſe huſband Ifab Illyria itſelf knave lady Leon Leonato Lucio mafter mafter Brook maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs miſtreſs Ford moft moſt muſt myſelf night Pedro Pift pleaſe Pompey pray preſent prince priſon Prov Provoft purpoſe Quick Re-enter reaſon ſay SCENE ſee Shal ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK SIR TOBY SIR TOBY BELCH Slen ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtrange tell thee there's theſe thou art thouſand to-morrow uſe wife Windfor woman yourſelf
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Seite 56 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Seite 38 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Seite 25 - Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : How would you be, If He, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Seite 1 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.