The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Band 2Jewett, 1857 |
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... never graced before with such a paragon to their queen . Gon . Not since Widow Dido's time . Ant . Widow ! a pox o ' that ? How came that widow in ? Widow Dido ! Seb . What if he had said , Widower Æneas too ? Good lord , how you take ...
... never graced before with such a paragon to their queen . Gon . Not since Widow Dido's time . Ant . Widow ! a pox o ' that ? How came that widow in ? Widow Dido ! Seb . What if he had said , Widower Æneas too ? Good lord , how you take ...
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... never drunk wine afore , it will go near to remove his fit . If I can recover him , and keep him tame , I will not take too much for him : he shall pay for him that hath him , and that soundly . Cal . Thou dost me yet but little hurt ...
... never drunk wine afore , it will go near to remove his fit . If I can recover him , and keep him tame , I will not take too much for him : he shall pay for him that hath him , and that soundly . Cal . Thou dost me yet but little hurt ...
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... never empty ; Vines , with clustering bunches growing ; Plants , with goodly burden bowing ; Spring come to you , at the farthest , In the very end of harvest ! Scarcity and want shall shun you ; Ceres ' blessing so is on you . Fer ...
... never empty ; Vines , with clustering bunches growing ; Plants , with goodly burden bowing ; Spring come to you , at the farthest , In the very end of harvest ! Scarcity and want shall shun you ; Ceres ' blessing so is on you . Fer ...
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... never moved me . Luc . Yet he , of all the rest , I think , best loves ye . Jul . His little speaking shews his love but small . Luc . Fire that's closest kept , burns most of all . Jul . They do not love that do not shew their love ...
... never moved me . Luc . Yet he , of all the rest , I think , best loves ye . Jul . His little speaking shews his love but small . Luc . Fire that's closest kept , burns most of all . Jul . They do not love that do not shew their love ...
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... never undone , till he be hanged ; nor wel- come to a place , till some certain shot be paid , and the hostess say , welcome . Laun . I never knew him otherwise . Speed . Than how ? Laun . A notable lubber , as thou reportest him to be ...
... never undone , till he be hanged ; nor wel- come to a place , till some certain shot be paid , and the hostess say , welcome . Laun . I never knew him otherwise . Speed . Than how ? Laun . A notable lubber , as thou reportest him to be ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
1st Lord Angelo Antonio art thou Beat Benedick better Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool Ford Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor mistress Moth never night Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pr'y thee pray prince Proteus Puck Rosalind Scene servant Shakspeare shew Shylock Signior sing Sir Toby speak Speed swear sweet tell there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio troth true What's wife woman word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Seite 60 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.