Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays,: As They are Now Performed at the Theatres Royal in London; : Regulated from the Prompt Books of Each House by Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; by the Authors of the Dramatic Censor, Band 6John Bell ... and C. Etherington at York, 1774 |
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... Enter Speed , bluntly . Spe . Sir Protheus ! fave you , fir ; faw you my mafter ? Pro . But now he parted hence , to embark for Milan . Spe . Twenty to one then , he is fhip'd already ; And I have play'd the sheep , in lofing him . Pro ...
... Enter Speed , bluntly . Spe . Sir Protheus ! fave you , fir ; faw you my mafter ? Pro . But now he parted hence , to embark for Milan . Spe . Twenty to one then , he is fhip'd already ; And I have play'd the sheep , in lofing him . Pro ...
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... enter Lucetta . Luc . What would your ladyfhip ? Jul . Is it near dinner - time ? Luc . I would , it were ; That you might kill your stomach on your meat , And not upon your maid . Jul . What is't , that you Took up fo gingerly ? Luc ...
... enter Lucetta . Luc . What would your ladyfhip ? Jul . Is it near dinner - time ? Luc . I would , it were ; That you might kill your stomach on your meat , And not upon your maid . Jul . What is't , that you Took up fo gingerly ? Luc ...
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... enter Lucetta . Luc . Madam , Dinner is ready , and your father fstays . Jul . Well , let us go . Luc . What , fhall these papers lie like tell - tales here ? Jul . If you refpect them , beft to take them up . Luc . Nay , I was taken up ...
... enter Lucetta . Luc . Madam , Dinner is ready , and your father fstays . Jul . Well , let us go . Luc . What , fhall these papers lie like tell - tales here ? Jul . If you refpect them , beft to take them up . Luc . Nay , I was taken up ...
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... enter Panthino . ! Pan . Sir Protheus , your father calls for you ; He is in haste , therefore , I pray you go . Pro . Why , this it is ! my heart accords thereto ; And yet a thousand times it anfwers , no . [ Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE 1 ...
... enter Panthino . ! Pan . Sir Protheus , your father calls for you ; He is in haste , therefore , I pray you go . Pro . Why , this it is ! my heart accords thereto ; And yet a thousand times it anfwers , no . [ Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE 1 ...
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... Enter Panthino . Pan . Sir Protheus , you are ftay'd for . Pro . Go , I come : - Alas , this parting ftrikes poor lovers dumb . SCENE III . The fame . A Street . Enter Launce , with a Dog in a String . [ Exeunt . Lau . Nay , ' twill be ...
... Enter Panthino . Pan . Sir Protheus , you are ftay'd for . Pro . Go , I come : - Alas , this parting ftrikes poor lovers dumb . SCENE III . The fame . A Street . Enter Launce , with a Dog in a String . [ Exeunt . Lau . Nay , ' twill be ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Achilles Agamemnon Ajax Antony Baptifta Becauſe Bianca Biondello Cæfar Cafar Calchas Charmian Cleopatra Creffida Diomed doth Duke Enobarbus Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes fame father fcene fhall fhew fhould fifter fome fool fpeak ftand ftill ftrange fuch Fulvia fweet fword gentleman give Grumio hath hear heart Hector himſelf honour Hortenfio houſe i'the itſelf Kate kifs lady lord Lucentio madam mafter Mark Antony Menelaus miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf Padua Pandarus Patroclus Petruchio pleaſe Pompey pray prefent Priam Protheus purpoſe queen reafon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Silvia ſpeak ſpirit tell thee thefe Therfites theſe thoſe Thurio Tranio Troilus Trojan Troy Valentine what's whofe yourſelf
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 209 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Seite 145 - 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 340 - Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants.
Seite 351 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Seite 48 - Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling ; To her let us garlands bring.
Seite 170 - But when the planets, In evil mixture, to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents ! what mutiny ! What raging of the sea ! shaking of earth ! Commotion in the winds ! frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states | Quite from their fixture!
Seite 347 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Seite 353 - His legs bestrid the ocean; his rear'd arm Crested the world; his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in 't, an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping...