Measure for measure. The merchant of Venice. As you like it. Love's labour lostA. Leathley, 1766 |
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... thank heav'n , is an honeft- woman ; Efcal . Doft thou deteft her therefore ? Elb . I fay , Sir , I will deteft myself alfo , as well as fhe , that this house , if it be not a bawd's house , it is pity of her life , for it is a naughty ...
... thank heav'n , is an honeft- woman ; Efcal . Doft thou deteft her therefore ? Elb . I fay , Sir , I will deteft myself alfo , as well as fhe , that this house , if it be not a bawd's house , it is pity of her life , for it is a naughty ...
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... thank your good worship for't . What is't your worship's pleasure I fhall do with this wicked : caitiff ? Efcal . Truly , officer , because he hath fome offences in him , that thou wouldst discover if thou couldft , let him continue in ...
... thank your good worship for't . What is't your worship's pleasure I fhall do with this wicked : caitiff ? Efcal . Truly , officer , because he hath fome offences in him , that thou wouldst discover if thou couldft , let him continue in ...
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... thank your worship . For mine own part , I never come into any room in a tap - house , but I am drawn in . Efcal . Well ; no more of it , mafter Froth ; farewel [ Exit Froth SCENE IV . Come you hither to me , mafter tapfter ; what's ...
... thank your worship . For mine own part , I never come into any room in a tap - house , but I am drawn in . Efcal . Well ; no more of it , mafter Froth ; farewel [ Exit Froth SCENE IV . Come you hither to me , mafter tapfter ; what's ...
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... Thank you , good Pompey ; and in requital of your prophecy , hark you ; I advise you , let me not find you before me again upon any complaint whatfo- ever ; no , not for dwelling where you do if I do , Pompey , I fhall beat you to your ...
... Thank you , good Pompey ; and in requital of your prophecy , hark you ; I advise you , let me not find you before me again upon any complaint whatfo- ever ; no , not for dwelling where you do if I do , Pompey , I fhall beat you to your ...
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... thank you . Efcal . It grieves me for the death of Claudio : But there's no remedy . Juft . Lord Angelo is fevere . Efcal . It is but needful : Mercy is not itself , that oft looks fo ; Pardon is ftill the nurfe of fecond woe ' : But ...
... thank you . Efcal . It grieves me for the death of Claudio : But there's no remedy . Juft . Lord Angelo is fevere . Efcal . It is but needful : Mercy is not itself , that oft looks fo ; Pardon is ftill the nurfe of fecond woe ' : But ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
afide againſt Anfaldo Angelo anſwer Anth Anthonio Baff Baffanio Bawd becauſe Biron Boyet brother cauſe Claudio Clown Coft defire doth ducats Duke Efcal Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair fame father fatire feems fenfe fent fhall fhew fhould fignifies fince firft fome fool foul fpeak fpirit Friar ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fwear fweet Giannetto give grace hath heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Ifab itſelf juftice King lady Laun lefs lord Lucio mafter marry meaſure Merchant of Venice moft moſt Moth mufick muft muſt myſelf Orla Orlando paffage perfon pleaſe pleaſure Pompey pray prefent Prov purpoſe reafon reft Rofalind ſay SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Shylock Solarino ſpeak thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art thouſand uſed Venice WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe yourſelf
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 427 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Seite 170 - Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractis'd; Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all is, that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king.
Seite 252 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I : when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Seite 183 - Some men there are love not a gaping pig ; Some, that are mad, if they behold a cat.
Seite 133 - You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold: moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Seite 193 - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life When you do take the means whereby I live.
Seite 197 - In such a night Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love To come again to Carthage.
Seite 189 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Seite 429 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Seite 172 - O sweet Portia, Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words That ever blotted paper! Gentle lady, When I did first impart my love to you, I freely told you, all the wealth I had Ran in my veins — I was a gentleman...