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... THURIO , a foolish rival to Valentine . EGLAMOUR , agent for Silvia in her escape . SPEED , a clownish servant to Valentine . LAUNCE , servant to Proteus . PANTHINO , servant to Antonio . HOST , where Julia lodges in Milan . OUTLAWS ...
... THURIO , a foolish rival to Valentine . EGLAMOUR , agent for Silvia in her escape . SPEED , a clownish servant to Valentine . LAUNCE , servant to Proteus . PANTHINO , servant to Antonio . HOST , where Julia lodges in Milan . OUTLAWS ...
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... THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Servant , - Val . Mistress ? Speed . Master , sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress then . SHAK . I. Speed . " Twere good , you knocked him ...
... THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Servant , - Val . Mistress ? Speed . Master , sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress then . SHAK . I. Speed . " Twere good , you knocked him ...
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... Thurio ? do you change color ? Val . Give him leave , madam ; he is a kind of ca- meleon . Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood , than live in your air.o Val . You have said , sir . Thu. Ay , sir , and done too , for this time ...
... Thurio ? do you change color ? Val . Give him leave , madam ; he is a kind of ca- meleon . Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood , than live in your air.o Val . You have said , sir . Thu. Ay , sir , and done too , for this time ...
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... Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyship's looks , and spends what he borrows , kindly in your company . Thu. Sir , if you spend word for word with me , I shall make your wit bankrupt . Val . I know it well , sir : you have an ...
... Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyship's looks , and spends what he borrows , kindly in your company . Thu. Sir , if you spend word for word with me , I shall make your wit bankrupt . Val . I know it well , sir : you have an ...
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... Thurio : — For Valentine , I need not ' cite him to it : I'll send him hither to you presently . [ Exit Duke . Val . This is the gentleman , I told your ladyship , Had come along with me , but that his mistress Did hold his eyes lock'd ...
... Thurio : — For Valentine , I need not ' cite him to it : I'll send him hither to you presently . [ Exit Duke . Val . This is the gentleman , I told your ladyship , Had come along with me , but that his mistress Did hold his eyes lock'd ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Ariel banish'd Ben Jonson boatswain Caliban canst comedy conjecture criticism daughter didst diligence dost doth drama duke of Milan Eglamour Exeunt Exit eyes father faults gentle gentlemen GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give Gonzalo grace hath hear heart heaven Henry VI honor island Item Jonson Julia king knowlege labor lady ladyship language Launce learning letter living look lord Lucetta madam Silvia Malone Marry master mind Miranda mistress monster Naples nature never passion Phaëton play poet Pr'ythee praise pray Prospero SCENE servant SHAK Shakspeare Shakspeare's sir Proteus sir Thurio sometimes speak Speed spirit Stephano strange Stratford Stratford-on-Avon Susanna Hall sweet Sycorax tell thee thine thing thou art thou hast Thou shalt thought thyself tragedy Trin Trinculo Tunis unto Valentine Verona words writers
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 73 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air : And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ; And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Seite 21 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Seite li - IN the name of God, Amen. I William Shakspeare, of Stratford-upon-Avon, in the county of Warwick, gent., in perfect health and memory (God be praised), do make and ordain this my last will and testament in manner and form following : that is to say — First, I commend my soul into the hands of God my Creator, hoping, and assuredly believing, through the only merits of Jesus Christ my Saviour, to be made partaker of life everlasting ; and my body to the earth whereof it is made.
Seite 60 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Seite lx - His persons act and speak by the influence of those general passions and principles by which all minds are agitated, and the whole system of life is continued in motion. In the writings of other poets a character is too often an individual; in those of Shakespeare it is commonly a species.
Seite 66 - O, it is monstrous ! monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper ; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Seite 110 - I have no other but a woman's reason : I think him so, because I think him so.
Seite xvii - He had by a misfortune, common enough to young fellows, fallen into ill company, and amongst them some that made a frequent practice of deer-stealing, engaged him more than once in robbing a park that belonged to Sir Thomas Lucy of Charlecote, near Stratford.
Seite xlvi - I loved the man, and do honour his memory on this side idolatry as much as any. He was, indeed, honest, and of an open and free nature; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions, and gentle expressions, wherein he flowed with that facility that sometimes it was necessary he should be stopped.
Seite 81 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt: the...