The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Volumen3R. Crowder, 1772 |
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Página 216
... Camillo , Antigonus , Cleomines , Dion , Sicilian Lords . Another Sicilian Lord . Archidamus , a Bohemian Lord . Rogero , a Sicilian Gentleman . An Attendant , on the Young Prince Mamillius . Officers of a Court of Judicature . Old ...
... Camillo , Antigonus , Cleomines , Dion , Sicilian Lords . Another Sicilian Lord . Archidamus , a Bohemian Lord . Rogero , a Sicilian Gentleman . An Attendant , on the Young Prince Mamillius . Officers of a Court of Judicature . Old ...
Página 217
... CAMILLO , and ARCHIDAMUS . ( 1 ) ARCHIDAMUS . F you fall chance , Camillo , to vifit Bohemia on the like occafion whereon my services are now ! on foot , you shall fee , as I have faid , great differ- . ence betwixt our Bohemia and your ...
... CAMILLO , and ARCHIDAMUS . ( 1 ) ARCHIDAMUS . F you fall chance , Camillo , to vifit Bohemia on the like occafion whereon my services are now ! on foot , you shall fee , as I have faid , great differ- . ence betwixt our Bohemia and your ...
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... Camillo there ? Cam . Ay , my good Lord . Leo . Go play , Mamillius . man : -thou'rt an honest [ Fixit Mamil . Camillo , this great Sir will yet stay longer . Cam . You had much ado to make his anchor 225 THE WINTER'S TALE.
... Camillo there ? Cam . Ay , my good Lord . Leo . Go play , Mamillius . man : -thou'rt an honest [ Fixit Mamil . Camillo , this great Sir will yet stay longer . Cam . You had much ado to make his anchor 225 THE WINTER'S TALE.
Página 227
... Camillo ,, That he did ftay ? Cam . At the good Queen's intreaty . 4 [ nent ; Leo . At the Queen's be't ; good fhould be perti- But fo it is , it is not . Was this taken By any understanding - pate but thine ? For thy conceit is foaking ...
... Camillo ,, That he did ftay ? Cam . At the good Queen's intreaty . 4 [ nent ; Leo . At the Queen's be't ; good fhould be perti- But fo it is , it is not . Was this taken By any understanding - pate but thine ? For thy conceit is foaking ...
Página 229
... Camillo , ( But that's paft doubt you have , or your eye - glafs Is thicker than a cuckold's horn , ) or heard , ( For to a vifion fo apparent , Rumour Cannot be mute , ) or thought , ( for cogitation Refides not in that man that does ...
... Camillo , ( But that's paft doubt you have , or your eye - glafs Is thicker than a cuckold's horn , ) or heard , ( For to a vifion fo apparent , Rumour Cannot be mute , ) or thought , ( for cogitation Refides not in that man that does ...
Términos y frases comunes
Afide againſt Aglet anfwer Antigonus Aquitain Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Biron Bohemia Bora Borachio Boyet brother Camillo Claud Claudio Coft Coftard coufin daughter defire doft Dogb doth elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair Fair Ladies falfe father feems feen fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fince fing firſt fome fool foul fpeak Friar ftand fuch fure fwear fweet fworn gentleman grace hath hear heart Hermione Hero himſelf honeft honour Jaquenetta kifs King Lady lefs Leon Leonato Lord Madam mafter marry moft moſt Moth muft muſt myſelf Navarre never paffage Paul Paulina perfon pleaſe Polixenes Pompey praife praiſe pray prefent Prince Princefs Queen reafon Rofa ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia Signior ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe theſe thofe tongue troth whofe wife word yourſelf
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Página 124 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
Página 281 - For you there's rosemary and rue; these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long: Grace and remembrance be to you both, And welcome to our shearing!
Página 229 - 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.
Página 213 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.