The works of Shakespeare, with corrections and illustr. from various commentators, Band 3 |
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... keep fresh And lasting in her fad remembrance . Duke . O , fhe , that hath a heart of that fine frame , To pay this debt of love but to a brother , How will fhe love , when the rich golden fhaft Hath kill'd the flock of all affections ...
... keep fresh And lasting in her fad remembrance . Duke . O , fhe , that hath a heart of that fine frame , To pay this debt of love but to a brother , How will fhe love , when the rich golden fhaft Hath kill'd the flock of all affections ...
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... keep my hand dry . But what's your jeft ? Mar. A dry jeft , Sir . Sir And . Are you full of them ? Mar. Ay , Sir , I have them at my fingers ends : marry , now I let your hand go , I am barren . [ Exit Maria . Sir To . O knight , thou ...
... keep my hand dry . But what's your jeft ? Mar. A dry jeft , Sir . Sir And . Are you full of them ? Mar. Ay , Sir , I have them at my fingers ends : marry , now I let your hand go , I am barren . [ Exit Maria . Sir To . O knight , thou ...
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... keep it in . I heard you were fawcy at my gates ; and I allow'd your approach , rather to won- der at you than to hear you . If you be not mad , be gone ; if you have reason , be brief 16 TWELFTH - NIGHT : or , Act I.
... keep it in . I heard you were fawcy at my gates ; and I allow'd your approach , rather to won- der at you than to hear you . If you be not mad , be gone ; if you have reason , be brief 16 TWELFTH - NIGHT : or , Act I.
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... keep your purse : My master , not myself , lacks recompence . Love make his heart of flint that you fhall love ; And let your fervour , like my master's , be Plac'd in contempt ! farewell , fair cruelty . [ Exit . Oli . What is your ...
... keep your purse : My master , not myself , lacks recompence . Love make his heart of flint that you fhall love ; And let your fervour , like my master's , be Plac'd in contempt ! farewell , fair cruelty . [ Exit . Oli . What is your ...
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... keep in ; therefore it charges me in manners the rather to exprefs myself : you must know of me then , Antonio , my name is Sebaftian , which I call'd Rodorigo ; my father was that Sebaftian of Meffaline , whom , I know , you have heard ...
... keep in ; therefore it charges me in manners the rather to exprefs myself : you must know of me then , Antonio , my name is Sebaftian , which I call'd Rodorigo ; my father was that Sebaftian of Meffaline , whom , I know , you have heard ...
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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
againſt Anne Antipholis Baptifta Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Caius Cath Catharina Catharine defire devil doft thou doth Dromio Duke elfe Exeunt Exit Falſtaff father fent fervant feven fhall fhould fifter fince firſt fome fool Ford foul fpeak ftand fuch fure fweet gentleman Gremio hath hear heart Heav'n Herne the hunter himſelf Hoft Hortenfio houfe houſe humour huſband Illyria jeft Johnfon Kate knave knight Lady Lord Lucentio Madam Mafter Brook Malvolio Marry Miftrefs Miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never Padua Petruchio Pift pleaſe pray prefent Quic reafon ſay SCENE Enter Shal Signior Sir Andrew Sir John Sir Toby Slen ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe there's theſe thou art thouſand Tranio wife woman worfe yourſelf
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.