The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Band 4G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... Thou thinkest , I am in sport ; I pray thee , tell me truly how thou likest her . Bene . Would you buy her , that you inquire after her ? Claud . Can the world buy such a jewel ? Bene . Yea , and a case to put it into . But speak you ...
... Thou thinkest , I am in sport ; I pray thee , tell me truly how thou likest her . Bene . Would you buy her , that you inquire after her ? Claud . Can the world buy such a jewel ? Bene . Yea , and a case to put it into . But speak you ...
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... thou dost fall from this faith , thou wilt prove a notable argument . Bene . If I do , hang me in a bottle like a cat 12 , and .shoot at me ; and he that hits me , let him be clapped on the shoulder , and call'd Adam 13 . D. Pedro ...
... thou dost fall from this faith , thou wilt prove a notable argument . Bene . If I do , hang me in a bottle like a cat 12 , and .shoot at me ; and he that hits me , let him be clapped on the shoulder , and call'd Adam 13 . D. Pedro ...
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... thou would'st be horn - mad . D. Pedro . Nay , if Cupid have not spent all his quiver in Venice , thou wilt quake for this shortly . Bene . I look for an earthquake too then . D. Pedro . Well , you will temporize with the hours . In the ...
... thou would'st be horn - mad . D. Pedro . Nay , if Cupid have not spent all his quiver in Venice , thou wilt quake for this shortly . Bene . I look for an earthquake too then . D. Pedro . Well , you will temporize with the hours . In the ...
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... thou affect her , Claudio ? Claud . O my lord , When you went onward on this ended action , I look'd upon her with a ... Thou wilt be like a lover presently , And tire the hearer with a book of words : If thou dost love fair Hero ...
... thou affect her , Claudio ? Claud . O my lord , When you went onward on this ended action , I look'd upon her with a ... Thou wilt be like a lover presently , And tire the hearer with a book of words : If thou dost love fair Hero ...
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... thou being ( as thou say'st thou art ) born under Saturn , goest about to apply a moral medicine to a mortifying mischief . I cannot hide what I am 1 : I must be sad when I have cause , and smile at no man's jests ; eat when I have ...
... thou being ( as thou say'st thou art ) born under Saturn , goest about to apply a moral medicine to a mortifying mischief . I cannot hide what I am 1 : I must be sad when I have cause , and smile at no man's jests ; eat when I have ...
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aglet Audrey Beat Beatrice Bertram better Bora BORACHIO brother cassock Celia Claud Claudio Clown Count cousin daughter Dogb Don John Don Pedro dost doth Duke F Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fool Forest of Arden fortune Friar friends Ganymede gentleman give grace hast hath hear heart heaven Hero hither honest honour humour Jaques JOHNSON King knave lady Lafeu Leon Leonato live look lord lov'd madam maid Marg marriage marry master Master constable means Messina mistress musick Narbon never noble grapes Orlando Parolles Phebe poor pr'ythee pray prince Rosalind Rousillon SCENE Shakspeare signior Benedick Silvius sing speak STEEVENS swear sweet sweet Oliver tell thank thee there's thine thing thou art tongue Touch troth villain WARBURTON wear wife wilt woman word young youth
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Seite 175 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Seite 320 - They say, miracles are past ; and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it that we make trifles of terrors ; ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.
Seite 175 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Seite 161 - O good old man! how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat but for promotion, And having that, do choke their service up Even with the having: it is not so with thee.
Seite 367 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Seite 161 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Seite 36 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny.
Seite 156 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say,— This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Seite 241 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring.
Seite 171 - why' is plain as way to parish church: He that a fool doth very wisely hit Doth very foolishly, although he smart, Not to seem senseless of the bob; if not, The wise man's folly is anatomiz'd Even by the squandering glances of the fool.