The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Band 2Charles Knight, 1851 |
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... youth ; and I praise God for you . LEON . There ' s for thy pains . DOGB . God save the foundation ! LEON . GO , I discharge thee of thy prisoner , and I thank thee . DOGB . I leave an arrant knave with your worship ; which , I beseech ...
... youth ; and I praise God for you . LEON . There ' s for thy pains . DOGB . God save the foundation ! LEON . GO , I discharge thee of thy prisoner , and I thank thee . DOGB . I leave an arrant knave with your worship ; which , I beseech ...
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... youth in us ; we are the sons of women , master Page . PAGE . T is true , master Shallow . SHAL . It will be found so , master Page . Master doctor Caius , I am come to fetch you home . I am sworn of the peace ; you have showed yourself ...
... youth in us ; we are the sons of women , master Page . PAGE . T is true , master Shallow . SHAL . It will be found so , master Page . Master doctor Caius , I am come to fetch you home . I am sworn of the peace ; you have showed yourself ...
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... youth , he writes verses , he speaks holiday , he smells April and May he will carry ' t , he will carry ' t ; ' t is in his buttons ; he will carry ' t . PAGE . Not by my consent , I promise you . The gentleman is of no having ; he ...
... youth , he writes verses , he speaks holiday , he smells April and May he will carry ' t , he will carry ' t ; ' t is in his buttons ; he will carry ' t . PAGE . Not by my consent , I promise you . The gentleman is of no having ; he ...
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... Youth in a basket ! -0 , you panderly rascals ! there's a knot , a ging d , a pack , a The folio of 1623 reads ... Youth in a basket " -and instantly turns upon the people of his household with reproaches . Malone found 66 come out here ...
... Youth in a basket ! -0 , you panderly rascals ! there's a knot , a ging d , a pack , a The folio of 1623 reads ... Youth in a basket " -and instantly turns upon the people of his household with reproaches . Malone found 66 come out here ...
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... youth , Our tender limbs , that yet shot up in length . The secret groves , which oft we made resound Of pleasant plaint , and of our ladies ' praise ; Recording soft what grace each one had found , What hope of speed , what dread of ...
... youth , Our tender limbs , that yet shot up in length . The secret groves , which oft we made resound Of pleasant plaint , and of our ladies ' praise ; Recording soft what grace each one had found , What hope of speed , what dread of ...
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Angelo Anne Appears Ariel Autolycus BEAT Beatrice Benedick better Bohemia brother CAIUS Caliban Camillo CLAUD Claudio Clown COMEDIES.-VOL daughter death DOGB dost doth DUKE Enter ESCAL Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father folio follow fool FORD friar gentleman give grace hand hang hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter Hero hither honour HOST HUGH EVANS husband Illyria ISAB John king lady LEON Leonato look lord LUCIO maid Malvolio marry master constable master doctor mistress never night original Orlando passage PEDRO Pompey pray prince prithee Prospero PROV Provost quarto queen Re-enter reading Rosalind SCENE Shakspere Shakspere's SHAL SHEP signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby SLEN song speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee there's thou art to-morrow true wife Windsor woman word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 580 - 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 284 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Seite 554 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Seite 424 - Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears.
Seite 285 - My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0 prepare it ; My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never flnd my grave, To weep there.