The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Band 3J. Johnson, 1803 |
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... Duke F. How now , daughter , and cousin ? are you crept hither to see the wrestling ? Ros . Ay , my liege ? so please you give us leave . Duke F. You will take little delight in it , I can tell you , there is such odds in the men : In ...
... Duke F. How now , daughter , and cousin ? are you crept hither to see the wrestling ? Ros . Ay , my liege ? so please you give us leave . Duke F. You will take little delight in it , I can tell you , there is such odds in the men : In ...
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... Duke F. You shall try but one fall . Cha . No , I warrant your grace ; you shall not - entreat him to a second , that have so mightily per- suaded him from a first . 12 1 Orl . You mean to mock me after ; Scene II . 115 AS YOU LIKE IT .
... Duke F. You shall try but one fall . Cha . No , I warrant your grace ; you shall not - entreat him to a second , that have so mightily per- suaded him from a first . 12 1 Orl . You mean to mock me after ; Scene II . 115 AS YOU LIKE IT .
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... Duke F. No more , no more . Orl . Yes , I beseech your grace ; I am not yet well breathed . Duke F. How dost thou , Charles ? Le Beau . He cannot speak , my lord . Duke F. Bear him away . [ CHARLES is borne out . ] What is thy name ...
... Duke F. No more , no more . Orl . Yes , I beseech your grace ; I am not yet well breathed . Duke F. How dost thou , Charles ? Le Beau . He cannot speak , my lord . Duke F. Bear him away . [ CHARLES is borne out . ] What is thy name ...
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... duke . Cel . With his eyes full of anger . Enter Duke FREDERICK , with Lords . Duke F. Mistress , despatch you with your safest haste , And get you from our court . Ros . Duke F. Me , uncle ? You , cousin ; Within these ten days if that ...
... duke . Cel . With his eyes full of anger . Enter Duke FREDERICK , with Lords . Duke F. Mistress , despatch you with your safest haste , And get you from our court . Ros . Duke F. Me , uncle ? You , cousin ; Within these ten days if that ...
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... Duke F. Thus do all traitors ; If their purgation did consist in words , They are as innocent as grace itself : - Let it suffice thee , that I trust thee not . Ros . Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor : Tell me , whereon the ...
... Duke F. Thus do all traitors ; If their purgation did consist in words , They are as innocent as grace itself : - Let it suffice thee , that I trust thee not . Ros . Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor : Tell me , whereon the ...
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Antonio art thou Baptista Bass Bassanio BERTRAM better Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO brother comes Count daughter doth ducats Duke F Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fool fortune Ganymede gentle gentleman give Gratiano Gremio hath hear heart heaven hither honour Hortensio husband Jessica Kate Kath KATHARINA King knave lady LAFEU Laun Launcelot look lord Lorenzo lov'd Lucentio madam maid marriage marry master mistress musick Narbon Nerissa never Orlando Padua pardon PAROLLES Petruchio Phebe Pisa Portia pr'ythee pray ring Rosalind Rousillon Salan Salar SCENE Servant Shylock signior Sirrah speak swear sweet tell thank thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Touch Tranio unto Venice Vincentio What's wife wilt withal word young youth
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Seite 78 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy...
Seite 143 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd...
Seite 15 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he Is a Christian : But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
Seite 92 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Seite 7 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Seite 10 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Seite 143 - Made to his mistress' eye-brow : Then, a soldier; Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth : And then, the justice; In fair round belly, with good capon lin'd, With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances, And so he plays his part: The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon; With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful...
Seite 54 - It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
Seite 91 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd 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.—Mark the music.
Seite 139 - twill be eleven/ And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe And then from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.