The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected; Together with a Copious Glossary ...Hogan & Thompson, 1851 |
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... lord ? Sly . Marry , I fare well ; for here is cheer enough . Where is my wife ? Page . Here , noble lord . What is thy will with her ? Sly . Are you my wife , and will not call me - husband ? My men should call me - lord ; I am your ...
... lord ? Sly . Marry , I fare well ; for here is cheer enough . Where is my wife ? Page . Here , noble lord . What is thy will with her ? Sly . Are you my wife , and will not call me - husband ? My men should call me - lord ; I am your ...
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... Lord , let me never have a cause to sigh , Till I be brought to such a silly pass ! Bian . Fie ! what a foolish duty call you this ? Luc . I would your duty were as foolish too . The wisdom of your duty , fair Bianca , Hath cost me a ...
... Lord , let me never have a cause to sigh , Till I be brought to such a silly pass ! Bian . Fie ! what a foolish duty call you this ? Luc . I would your duty were as foolish too . The wisdom of your duty , fair Bianca , Hath cost me a ...
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... lord , I'll give him my commission , To let him there a month , behind the gest Prefixed for his parting ; yet , good deed , Leontes , I love thee not a jar o ' the clock behind What lady she her lord . - You'll stay ? Pol . Her . Nay ...
... lord , I'll give him my commission , To let him there a month , behind the gest Prefixed for his parting ; yet , good deed , Leontes , I love thee not a jar o ' the clock behind What lady she her lord . - You'll stay ? Pol . Her . Nay ...
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... lord ? Her . He something seems unsettled . Pol . What cheer ? How is't with you , best brother ? Her . As if you held a brow of much distraction . Are you moved , my lord ? You look Leon . No , in good earnest.- How sometimes nature ...
... lord ? Her . He something seems unsettled . Pol . What cheer ? How is't with you , best brother ? Her . As if you held a brow of much distraction . Are you moved , my lord ? You look Leon . No , in good earnest.- How sometimes nature ...
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... lord ? I think most understand Bohemia stays here longer . Leon . Cam . Leon . Ay , but why ? Ha ? Stays here longer . Cam . To satisfy your highness , and the entreaties Of our most gracious mistress . Leon . Satisfy The entreaties of ...
... lord ? I think most understand Bohemia stays here longer . Leon . Cam . Leon . Ay , but why ? Ha ? Stays here longer . Cam . To satisfy your highness , and the entreaties Of our most gracious mistress . Leon . Satisfy The entreaties of ...
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Seite 213 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the...
Seite 250 - Will cheer me ever, or disseat me now. I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age, As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honor, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not.