The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Band 3 |
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How call'd you the man you speak of , Madam ? Count . He was famous , Sir , in his profeffion , and it great right to be fo : Gerard de Narbon . was his Laf . He was excellent , indeed , Madam ' ; the King very lately fpoke of him ...
How call'd you the man you speak of , Madam ? Count . He was famous , Sir , in his profeffion , and it great right to be fo : Gerard de Narbon . was his Laf . He was excellent , indeed , Madam ' ; the King very lately fpoke of him ...
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May it please you , Madam , that he bid Helen come to you ; of her I am to speak . Count . Sirrah , tell my gentlewoman I would fpeak with her , Helen I mean . Clo . " Was this fair face the cause , quoth the ( 6 ) , ( 6 ) Was this fair ...
May it please you , Madam , that he bid Helen come to you ; of her I am to speak . Count . Sirrah , tell my gentlewoman I would fpeak with her , Helen I mean . Clo . " Was this fair face the cause , quoth the ( 6 ) , ( 6 ) Was this fair ...
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... which hung fo tottering in the balance , that I could neither believe nor mifdoubt ; pray you , leave me ; ftall this in your bofom , and I thank you for your honest care ; I will speak with you further anon . Enter Helena .
... which hung fo tottering in the balance , that I could neither believe nor mifdoubt ; pray you , leave me ; ftall this in your bofom , and I thank you for your honest care ; I will speak with you further anon . Enter Helena .
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For , look , thy cheeks Confefs it one to th ' other ; and thine eyes See it fo grofly fhown in thy behaviour , That in their kind they speak it : only fin And hellish obftinacy tie thy tongue , That truth fhould be fufpected ; fpeak ...
For , look , thy cheeks Confefs it one to th ' other ; and thine eyes See it fo grofly fhown in thy behaviour , That in their kind they speak it : only fin And hellish obftinacy tie thy tongue , That truth fhould be fufpected ; fpeak ...
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Had you not lately an intent , speak truly , To go to Paris ? Hel . Madam , I had . Count . Wherefore tell true . Hel I will tell truth ; by grace itself , I fwear You know , my father left me fome prescriptions Of rare and prov'd ...
Had you not lately an intent , speak truly , To go to Paris ? Hel . Madam , I had . Count . Wherefore tell true . Hel I will tell truth ; by grace itself , I fwear You know , my father left me fome prescriptions Of rare and prov'd ...
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Seite 103 - 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.
Seite 396 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Seite 260 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Seite 142 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.