The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Band 7A. Bettesworth and C. Hitch, 1733 |
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... Nurse . TURSE , where's my daughter ? call her NUR La . Cap . forth to me . Nurfe . Now ( by my maiden - head , at twelve Years old ) I bad her come ; what , lamb , what , lady - bird , where's this girl ? what , Juliet ? god forbid ...
... Nurse . TURSE , where's my daughter ? call her NUR La . Cap . forth to me . Nurfe . Now ( by my maiden - head , at twelve Years old ) I bad her come ; what , lamb , what , lady - bird , where's this girl ? what , Juliet ? god forbid ...
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... nurse , fay I. Nurse . Peace , I have done : God mark thee to his grace ! Thou waft the prettieft Babe , that e'er I nurft . An I might live to see thee married once , I have my wifh . La . La . Cap . And that fame marriage is the ROMEO ...
... nurse , fay I. Nurse . Peace , I have done : God mark thee to his grace ! Thou waft the prettieft Babe , that e'er I nurft . An I might live to see thee married once , I have my wifh . La . La . Cap . And that fame marriage is the ROMEO ...
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... nurse , I'd fay , thou hadst fuck'd wisdom from thy teat . La . Cap . Well , think of marriage now ; younger than you Here in Verona , ladies of esteem , Are made already mothers . By my count , I was your mother much upon thefe years ...
... nurse , I'd fay , thou hadst fuck'd wisdom from thy teat . La . Cap . Well , think of marriage now ; younger than you Here in Verona , ladies of esteem , Are made already mothers . By my count , I was your mother much upon thefe years ...
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... nurse curft in the pantry , and every thing in extremity . I must hence to wait ; I beseech you , follow strait . La . Cap . We follow thee . Juliet , the County ftays . Nurse . Go , girl , seek happy nights to happy days . [ Exeunt ...
... nurse curft in the pantry , and every thing in extremity . I must hence to wait ; I beseech you , follow strait . La . Cap . We follow thee . Juliet , the County ftays . Nurse . Go , girl , seek happy nights to happy days . [ Exeunt ...
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... Nurse . Marry , batchelor , [ To ber Nurfe . Her mother is the lady of the house , And a good lady , and a wife and virtuous . I nurs❜d her daughter , that you talkt withal : I tell you , he , that can lay hold of her , Shall have the ...
... Nurse . Marry , batchelor , [ To ber Nurfe . Her mother is the lady of the house , And a good lady , and a wife and virtuous . I nurs❜d her daughter , that you talkt withal : I tell you , he , that can lay hold of her , Shall have the ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Achilles againſt Agamemnon Ajax anſwer becauſe Benvolio Brabantio Caffio Calchas call'd Capulet Clown death Desdemona Diomede doft doth Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair falfe fame father feems felf fhall fhew fhould firft flain fleep fome foul fpeak ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword give Hamlet hath heart heav'n Hector himſelf honeft honour houſe i'th Iago is't Juliet King lady Laer Laertes laft lord Menelaus moft moſt muft murther muſt Neft night Nurfe Nurſe Othello Paffage Pandarus Patroclus Poet Polonius Pope pray Priam purpoſe Quarto Queen Reaſon Rodorigo Romeo Senfe Shakespeare ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe Ther there's theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art Troi Troilus Tybalt uſe whofe wife William Shakespeare word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 70 - Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Seite 281 - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her!
Seite 251 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Seite 292 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Seite 327 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Seite 170 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ! like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
Seite 443 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Seite 247 - The king doth wake to-night, and takes his rouse, Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels ; And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.
Seite 154 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Seite 274 - In form and moving how express and admirable ! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.