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... Sir , he's a good dog , and a fair dog ; can there be more faid ? he is good and fair.- -Is Sir John Falstaff here ? Page . Sir , he is within ; and I would I could do a good office between you . is not Eva . It is fpoke as a Chriftians ...
... Sir , he's a good dog , and a fair dog ; can there be more faid ? he is good and fair.- -Is Sir John Falstaff here ? Page . Sir , he is within ; and I would I could do a good office between you . is not Eva . It is fpoke as a Chriftians ...
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... Sir John , and mafter mine , I combat challenge of this latten bilboe : Word of denial in thy Labra's here ; Word of denial . Froth and fcum , thou ly'ft . Slen . By thefe gloves , then ' twas he . Nym . Be advis'd , Sir , and pafs good ...
... Sir John , and mafter mine , I combat challenge of this latten bilboe : Word of denial in thy Labra's here ; Word of denial . Froth and fcum , thou ly'ft . Slen . By thefe gloves , then ' twas he . Nym . Be advis'd , Sir , and pafs good ...
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... John * ? Bard . Why , Sir , for my part , I fay the gentle- man had drunk himself out of his five fentences . Eva . It is his five fenfes : fy , what the igno- rance is ! Bard . And being fap , Sir , was , as they fay , ca- fhier'd ...
... John * ? Bard . Why , Sir , for my part , I fay the gentle- man had drunk himself out of his five fentences . Eva . It is his five fenfes : fy , what the igno- rance is ! Bard . And being fap , Sir , was , as they fay , ca- fhier'd ...
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... Sir John Falstaff's . Pift . He hath ftudy'd her well , and tranflated her well , out of honesty into English . Our author probably wrote , at a minim's reft . Johnf Nym . The anchor * is deep ; will that Sc . 7 . 91 Of WINDSOR .
... Sir John Falstaff's . Pift . He hath ftudy'd her well , and tranflated her well , out of honesty into English . Our author probably wrote , at a minim's reft . Johnf Nym . The anchor * is deep ; will that Sc . 7 . 91 Of WINDSOR .
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... Sir ? Caius . Ouy , mettez le au mon pocket ; depêchez , quickly , ver is dat knave Rugby ? Quic . What , John Rugby ! John ! Rug . Here , Sir . Caius . You are John Rugby , and you are Jack Rugby ; come , take - a your rapier , and ...
... Sir ? Caius . Ouy , mettez le au mon pocket ; depêchez , quickly , ver is dat knave Rugby ? Quic . What , John Rugby ! John ! Rug . Here , Sir . Caius . You are John Rugby , and you are Jack Rugby ; come , take - a your rapier , and ...
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The Works of Shakespeare, with Corrections and Illustr. from Various ... William Shakespeare Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
The Works of Shakespeare, with Corrections and Illustr. from Various ... William Shakespeare Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
againſt Anne Antipholis Baptifta Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Caius Cath Catharina Catharine defire devil doft thou doth Dromio Duke elfe Exeunt Exit Falſtaff father fent fervant feven fhall fhould fifter fince firſt fome fool Ford foul fpeak ftand fuch fure fweet gentleman Gremio hath hear heart Heav'n Herne the hunter himſelf Hoft Hortenfio houfe houſe humour huſband Illyria jeft Johnfon Kate knave knight Lady Lord Lucentio Madam Mafter Brook Malvolio Marry Miftrefs Miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never Padua Petruchio Pift pleaſe pray prefent Quic reafon ſay SCENE Enter Shal Signior Sir Andrew Sir John Sir Toby Slen ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe there's theſe thou art thouſand Tranio wife woman worfe yourſelf
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 29 - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We...
Seite 239 - 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 3 - 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.