The works of Shakespeare, with corrections and illustr. from various commentators, Band 3 |
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... House . Enter Sir Toby , and Maria . Sir To . What a plague means my niece , to take the death of her brother thus ? I am fure care's an enemy to life . Mar. By my troth , Sir Toby , you must come in earlier a - nights ; your niece , my ...
... House . Enter Sir Toby , and Maria . Sir To . What a plague means my niece , to take the death of her brother thus ? I am fure care's an enemy to life . Mar. By my troth , Sir Toby , you must come in earlier a - nights ; your niece , my ...
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... house - wife take thee between her legs , and fpin it off . Sir And . Faith , I'll home to morrow , Sir Toby ; your neice will not be feen , or , if the be , it's four to one she'll none of me : the Duke himself here , hard by , wooes ...
... house - wife take thee between her legs , and fpin it off . Sir And . Faith , I'll home to morrow , Sir Toby ; your neice will not be feen , or , if the be , it's four to one she'll none of me : the Duke himself here , hard by , wooes ...
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... house , which is fhe ? Oli . Speak to me , I fhall answer for her : your will ? Vio . Most radiant , exquifite , and unmatchable beauty I pray you , tell me , if this be the Lady of the house , for I never faw her . I would be loth to ...
... house , which is fhe ? Oli . Speak to me , I fhall answer for her : your will ? Vio . Most radiant , exquifite , and unmatchable beauty I pray you , tell me , if this be the Lady of the house , for I never faw her . I would be loth to ...
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... House , Enter Sir Toby , and Sir Andrew . [ Exit . Sir To . Approach , Sir Andrew : not to be a - bed We fay a man lofes his company , when they go one way and he goes another . So Olivia's tongue lost her eyes ; her tongue was talking ...
... House , Enter Sir Toby , and Sir Andrew . [ Exit . Sir To . Approach , Sir Andrew : not to be a - bed We fay a man lofes his company , when they go one way and he goes another . So Olivia's tongue lost her eyes ; her tongue was talking ...
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... houses . Sir And . Excellent : why , this is the best fooling , when all is done . Now , a fong- Sir To . Come on , there's fix - pence for you . Let's have a song . Sir And . There's a teftril of me too ; knight give a if one Clo ...
... houses . Sir And . Excellent : why , this is the best fooling , when all is done . Now , a fong- Sir To . Come on , there's fix - pence for you . Let's have a song . Sir And . There's a teftril of me too ; knight give a if one Clo ...
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The Works of Shakespeare, with Corrections and Illustr. from Various ... William Shakespeare Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
The Works of Shakespeare, with Corrections and Illustr. from Various ... William Shakespeare Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 29 - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We...
Seite 239 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Seite 3 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.