Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems, Band 2Whittaker, 1858 |
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... leave . D. Pedro . You embrace your charge too willingly . I think , this is your daughter . Leon . Her mother hath many times told me so . Bene . Were you in doubt , sir , that you asked her ? Leon . Signior Benedick , no ; for then ...
... leave . D. Pedro . You embrace your charge too willingly . I think , this is your daughter . Leon . Her mother hath many times told me so . Bene . Were you in doubt , sir , that you asked her ? Leon . Signior Benedick , no ; for then ...
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... leave you . [ Exit BENEDICK . Claud . My liege , your highness now may do me good . D. Pedro . My love is thine to teach : teach it but how , And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good . Claud . Hath ...
... leave you . [ Exit BENEDICK . Claud . My liege , your highness now may do me good . D. Pedro . My love is thine to teach : teach it but how , And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good . Claud . Hath ...
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... leave them at the next turning . [ Dance . Then , exeunt all but JOHN , BORACHIO , and CLAUDIO . John . Sure , my brother is amorous on Hero , and hath with- drawn her father to break with him about it . The ladies fol- low her , and ...
... leave them at the next turning . [ Dance . Then , exeunt all but JOHN , BORACHIO , and CLAUDIO . John . Sure , my brother is amorous on Hero , and hath with- drawn her father to break with him about it . The ladies fol- low her , and ...
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... leave me . Bene . Ho ! now you strike like the blind man : ' twas the boy that stole your meat , and you'll beat the post . Claud . If it will not be , I'll leave you . [ Exit . Bene . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! Now will he creep into ...
... leave me . Bene . Ho ! now you strike like the blind man : ' twas the boy that stole your meat , and you'll beat the post . Claud . If it will not be , I'll leave you . [ Exit . Bene . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! Now will he creep into ...
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... leave us alone . Marg . I'll make her come , I warrant you , presently . Hero . Now , Ursula , when Beatrice doth come , As we do trace this alley up and down , Our talk must only be of Benedick : When I do name him , let it be thy part ...
... leave us alone . Marg . I'll make her come , I warrant you , presently . Hero . Now , Ursula , when Beatrice doth come , As we do trace this alley up and down , Our talk must only be of Benedick : When I do name him , let it be thy part ...
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Seite 724 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day.
Seite 34 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Seite 179 - When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Seite 641 - O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou, That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, Of what validity and pitch soe'er, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute; so full of shapes is fancy, That it alone is high fantastical.