The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 Seiten |
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... BOYET , MERCADE , HOLOFERNES , a Schoolmaster . DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO , a Spaniard . SIR NATHANIEL , a Curate . DULL , a Constable . COSTARD , a Clown . MоTH , Рage to Armado . A Forester . PRINCESS of France . ROSALINE , MARIA ...
... BOYET , MERCADE , HOLOFERNES , a Schoolmaster . DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO , a Spaniard . SIR NATHANIEL , a Curate . DULL , a Constable . COSTARD , a Clown . MоTH , Рage to Armado . A Forester . PRINCESS of France . ROSALINE , MARIA ...
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... rhyme , master , against the reason of serve my turn ; the passado he respects not , the duell white and red . he regards not his disgrace is to be called boy , bu ACT II . Prin . With what ? Boyet . 122 ACT I. LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST .
... rhyme , master , against the reason of serve my turn ; the passado he respects not , the duell white and red . he regards not his disgrace is to be called boy , bu ACT II . Prin . With what ? Boyet . 122 ACT I. LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST .
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... BOYET , Lords , and other Attendants . Boyet . Now , madam , summon up your clearest spirits . Consider whom the king your father sends , To whom he sends , and what's his embassy : Yourself , held precious in the world's esteem , To ...
... BOYET , Lords , and other Attendants . Boyet . Now , madam , summon up your clearest spirits . Consider whom the king your father sends , To whom he sends , and what's his embassy : Yourself , held precious in the world's esteem , To ...
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... Boyet , you can produce acquittances For such a sum from special officers Of Charles his father . Satisfy me so . King . Boyet . So please your grace , the packet is not come , Where that and other specialties are bound : To - morrow ...
... Boyet , you can produce acquittances For such a sum from special officers Of Charles his father . Satisfy me so . King . Boyet . So please your grace , the packet is not come , Where that and other specialties are bound : To - morrow ...
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... Boyet is dispos'd- Boyet . But to speak that in words , which his eye hath disclos'd . I only have made a mouth of his eye , By adding a tongue , which I know will not lie . Ros . Thou art an old love - monger , and speak'st skilfully ...
... Boyet is dispos'd- Boyet . But to speak that in words , which his eye hath disclos'd . I only have made a mouth of his eye , By adding a tongue , which I know will not lie . Ros . Thou art an old love - monger , and speak'st skilfully ...
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Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin crown daughter death doth Duke duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE Shal shame signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir John sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
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Seite 194 - 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. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Seite 63 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.