The works of Shakespeare, with corrections and illustr. from various commentators, Band 3 |
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... must come in earlier a - nights ; your niece , my lady , takes great exceptions to your ill hours . Sir To . Why , let her except , before excepted . Mar. Ay , but you must confine yourself within the modeft limits of order . Sir To ...
... must come in earlier a - nights ; your niece , my lady , takes great exceptions to your ill hours . Sir To . Why , let her except , before excepted . Mar. Ay , but you must confine yourself within the modeft limits of order . Sir To ...
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... fear to find Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind . Fate , fhew thy force ; ourfelves we do not owe ;. What is decreed , must be ; and be this fo ! [ Exit . ACT II . SCENE I The Street . Enter Antonio Sc . 9 . 19 WHAT YOU WILL .
... fear to find Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind . Fate , fhew thy force ; ourfelves we do not owe ;. What is decreed , must be ; and be this fo ! [ Exit . ACT II . SCENE I The Street . Enter Antonio Sc . 9 . 19 WHAT YOU WILL .
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... 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 of . He left behind him , myself , and a fifter , both born in one hour ; if ...
... 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 of . He left behind him , myself , and a fifter , both born in one hour ; if ...
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... must be round with you . My Lady bade me tell you , that tho ' fhe harbours you . as her uncle , fhe's nothing ally'd to your diforders . If you can separate yourself and your misdemea- nors , you are welcome to the house : if not , an ...
... must be round with you . My Lady bade me tell you , that tho ' fhe harbours you . as her uncle , fhe's nothing ally'd to your diforders . If you can separate yourself and your misdemea- nors , you are welcome to the house : if not , an ...
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William Shakespeare. Sir To . Farewell , dear heart , fince I must needs be gone . Mal . Nay , good Sir Toby . " Clo . His eyes do fhew , his days are almost done . Mal . Is't even fo ? Sir To . But I will never die . Clo . Sir Toby ...
William Shakespeare. Sir To . Farewell , dear heart , fince I must needs be gone . Mal . Nay , good Sir Toby . " Clo . His eyes do fhew , his days are almost done . Mal . Is't even fo ? Sir To . But I will never die . Clo . Sir Toby ...
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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.