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... Malvolio , a fantaftical Steward to Olivia . Clown , Servant to Olivia . Olivia , a Lady of great beauty and fortune , belov'd by the Duke . Viola , in love with the Duke .. Maria , Olivia's woman . Priefts , Sailors , Officers , and ...
... Malvolio , a fantaftical Steward to Olivia . Clown , Servant to Olivia . Olivia , a Lady of great beauty and fortune , belov'd by the Duke . Viola , in love with the Duke .. Maria , Olivia's woman . Priefts , Sailors , Officers , and ...
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... Malvolio . [ Exite Clo . Wit , and't be thy will , put me into good fool- ing ! thofe wits , that think they have thee , do very oft prove fools ; and I , that am fure I lack thee , may pass for a wife man . For what fays Quinapalus ...
... Malvolio . [ Exite Clo . Wit , and't be thy will , put me into good fool- ing ! thofe wits , that think they have thee , do very oft prove fools ; and I , that am fure I lack thee , may pass for a wife man . For what fays Quinapalus ...
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... Malvolio , doth he not mend ? Mal . Yes , and fhall do , ' till the pangs of death fhake him . Infirmity , that decays the wife , doth ever make better the fool . Clo . God fend you , Sir , a fpeedy infirmity , for the better increafing ...
... Malvolio , doth he not mend ? Mal . Yes , and fhall do , ' till the pangs of death fhake him . Infirmity , that decays the wife , doth ever make better the fool . Clo . God fend you , Sir , a fpeedy infirmity , for the better increafing ...
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... Malvolio ; if it be a fuit from the Count , I am fick , or not at home : What you will , to difmifs it . [ Exit Malvolio . ] Now you fee , Sir , how your fooling grows old , and people diflike it . Clo . Thou haft fpoke for us , Madona ...
... Malvolio ; if it be a fuit from the Count , I am fick , or not at home : What you will , to difmifs it . [ Exit Malvolio . ] Now you fee , Sir , how your fooling grows old , and people diflike it . Clo . Thou haft fpoke for us , Madona ...
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... Malvolio . Exit Clewa . Mal . Madam , yond young fellow fwears he will fpeak with you . I told him , you were fick ; he takes on him to understand so much , and therefore comes to fpeak with you . I told him , you were asleep ; he seems ...
... Malvolio . Exit Clewa . Mal . Madam , yond young fellow fwears he will fpeak with you . I told him , you were fick ; he takes on him to understand so much , and therefore comes to fpeak with you . I told him , you were asleep ; he seems ...
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Seite 103 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Seite 394 - 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 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Seite 258 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Seite 142 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.