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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... 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 ; thou wilt , anon , I know it by thy trembling ; now Prosper works upon thee . Ste . Come ...
... 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 ; thou wilt , anon , I know it by thy trembling ; now Prosper works upon thee . Ste . Come ...
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... keep a good tongue in thy head . Cal . Within this half - hour will he be asleep ; Wilt thou destroy him then ? Ste . Ay , on mine honor . Ari . This will I tell my master . Cal . Thou mak'st me merry ; I am full of pleasure ; Let us be ...
... keep a good tongue in thy head . Cal . Within this half - hour will he be asleep ; Wilt thou destroy him then ? Ste . Ay , on mine honor . Ari . This will I tell my master . Cal . Thou mak'st me merry ; I am full of pleasure ; Let us be ...
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... keep ; Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims , Which spongy April at thy ' hest betrims , dered , Or night kept chained below . Pro . Fairly spoke : Sit then , and talk with her , she is thine own . What , Ariel ; my industrious ...
... keep ; Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims , Which spongy April at thy ' hest betrims , dered , Or night kept chained below . Pro . Fairly spoke : Sit then , and talk with her , she is thine own . What , Ariel ; my industrious ...
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... Keep tune there still , so you will sing it out : And yet , methinks , I do not like this tune . And kill the bees , that yield it , with your stings ! I'll kiss each several paper for amends . Look , here is writ- " kind Julia ...
... Keep tune there still , so you will sing it out : And yet , methinks , I do not like this tune . And kill the bees , that yield it , with your stings ! I'll kiss each several paper for amends . Look , here is writ- " kind Julia ...
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... keep them , I needs must lose myself ; If I lose them , thus find I by their loss , For Valentine , myself : for Julia , Silvia . I to myself am dearer than a friend ; For love is still most precious in itself ; And Silvia , witness ...
... keep them , I needs must lose myself ; If I lose them , thus find I by their loss , For Valentine , myself : for Julia , Silvia . I to myself am dearer than a friend ; For love is still most precious in itself ; And Silvia , witness ...
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.