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And when was he wont to wash his face ? Pedro . Yea , or to paint himself ? for
the which , I hear what they say of him . Claud . Nay , but his jefting spirit , which
is now crept into a lute - ftring and now govern'd by stops Pedro . Indeed , that
tells ...
And when was he wont to wash his face ? Pedro . Yea , or to paint himself ? for
the which , I hear what they say of him . Claud . Nay , but his jefting spirit , which
is now crept into a lute - ftring and now govern'd by stops Pedro . Indeed , that
tells ...
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But it is your + carbonado'd face . Laf . Let us go see your son , I pray you : I long
to talk with the young noble soldier . Clo . ' Faith , there's a dozen of ' em with
delicate fine hats and most courteous feathers , which bow the head , and nod at
...
But it is your + carbonado'd face . Laf . Let us go see your son , I pray you : I long
to talk with the young noble soldier . Clo . ' Faith , there's a dozen of ' em with
delicate fine hats and most courteous feathers , which bow the head , and nod at
...
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Because he hath a half - face , like my father , . With that half - face would he have
all my land ? A half - fac'd groat , five hundred pound a year ! Rob . My gracious
Liege , when that my father liv'd , Your brother did imploy my father much ; Phil .
Because he hath a half - face , like my father , . With that half - face would he have
all my land ? A half - fac'd groat , five hundred pound a year ! Rob . My gracious
Liege , when that my father liv'd , Your brother did imploy my father much ; Phil .
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9 And I had his , Sir Robert his , like him ; And if my legs were too such riding rods
, My arms such eel - skins stuft ; ' my face so thin , * That in my ear I durst not stick
a rose , Left men should say , Look , where three farthings goes ! thy presence ...
9 And I had his , Sir Robert his , like him ; And if my legs were too such riding rods
, My arms such eel - skins stuft ; ' my face so thin , * That in my ear I durst not stick
a rose , Left men should say , Look , where three farthings goes ! thy presence ...
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And to his shape were heir to all this land ; ' Would , I might never stir from off this
place , I'd give it ev'ry foot to have this face , I would not be Sir Nobbe in any case
. Eli . I like thee well . Wilt thou forsake thy fortune , Bequeath thy land to him ...
And to his shape were heir to all this land ; ' Would , I might never stir from off this
place , I'd give it ev'ry foot to have this face , I would not be Sir Nobbe in any case
. Eli . I like thee well . Wilt thou forsake thy fortune , Bequeath thy land to him ...
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Seite 460 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Seite 503 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Seite 365 - 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 95 - 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; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience; — Too little payment for so great a debt.
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| Titel | The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, Band 3 The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, William Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Herausgeber | Samuel Johnson |
| Veröffentlicht | 1765 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 23. Okt. 2007 |
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