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 páginas |
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... sweet glances of thy honour'd love , I rather would entreat thy company To see the wonders of the world abroad , Than , living dully sluggardiz'd at home , Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness . But since thou lov'st , love still ...
... sweet glances of thy honour'd love , I rather would entreat thy company To see the wonders of the world abroad , Than , living dully sluggardiz'd at home , Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness . But since thou lov'st , love still ...
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... sweet Julia : " - that I'll tear away ; And yet I will not , sith so prettily He couples it to his complaining name . Thus will I fold them one upon another : Now kiss , embrace , contend , do what you will . Re - enter LUCETTA . Luc ...
... sweet Julia : " - that I'll tear away ; And yet I will not , sith so prettily He couples it to his complaining name . Thus will I fold them one upon another : Now kiss , embrace , contend , do what you will . Re - enter LUCETTA . Luc ...
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... Sweet love ! sweet lines ! sweet life ! Here is her hand , the agent of her heart ; [ Kissing a letter . Here is her oath for love , her honour's pawn . O ! that our fathers would applaud our loves , And seal our happiness with their ...
... Sweet love ! sweet lines ! sweet life ! Here is her hand , the agent of her heart ; [ Kissing a letter . Here is her oath for love , her honour's pawn . O ! that our fathers would applaud our loves , And seal our happiness with their ...
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... sweet lady ; but too mean a servant To have a look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse of disability.— Sweet lady , entertain him for your servant . Pro . My duty will I boast of , nothing else . Sil . And duty never ...
... sweet lady ; but too mean a servant To have a look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse of disability.— Sweet lady , entertain him for your servant . Pro . My duty will I boast of , nothing else . Sil . And duty never ...
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... sweet youth , for I am not welcome . I reckon this always - that a man is never undone , till he be hang'd ; nor never welcome to a place , till some certain shot be paid , and the hostess | say , welcome . Speed . Come on , you mad ...
... sweet youth , for I am not welcome . I reckon this always - that a man is never undone , till he be hang'd ; nor never welcome to a place , till some certain shot be paid , and the hostess | say , welcome . Speed . Come on , you mad ...
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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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Página 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.
Página 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.