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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... heart that I had not a hard heart , for truly I love none . Beat . A dear happinefs to women ; they would elfe have been troubled with a pernicious fuitor . I thank God and my cold blood I am of your humour for that ; I had rather hear ...
... heart that I had not a hard heart , for truly I love none . Beat . A dear happinefs to women ; they would elfe have been troubled with a pernicious fuitor . I thank God and my cold blood I am of your humour for that ; I had rather hear ...
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... heart . Leon . If you fwear , my Lord , you shall not be forfworn . - Let me bid you welcome , my Lord ; being reconciled to the prince your brother , I owe you all duty . John . I thank you ; I am not of many words , but I thank you ...
... heart . Leon . If you fwear , my Lord , you shall not be forfworn . - Let me bid you welcome , my Lord ; being reconciled to the prince your brother , I owe you all duty . John . I thank you ; I am not of many words , but I thank you ...
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... heart , And take her hearing prifoner with the force And ftrong encounter of my amorous tale : Then , after , to her father will I break ; And the conclufion is , fhe fhall be thine . In practice let us put it prefently . A Re - enter ...
... heart , And take her hearing prifoner with the force And ftrong encounter of my amorous tale : Then , after , to her father will I break ; And the conclufion is , fhe fhall be thine . In practice let us put it prefently . A Re - enter ...
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... heart - burned an hour after . Hero . He is of a very melancholy difpofition .... Beat . He were an excellent man that were made juft in the mid way between him and Benedick : the one is too like an image , and fays nothing ; and the ...
... heart - burned an hour after . Hero . He is of a very melancholy difpofition .... Beat . He were an excellent man that were made juft in the mid way between him and Benedick : the one is too like an image , and fays nothing ; and the ...
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... hearts in love ufe their own tongues Let every eye negotiate for itself , And truft no agent ; beauty is a witch , Against whofe charms faith melteth into blood . This is an accident of hourly proof , Which I miftrufted not . Farewel ...
... hearts in love ufe their own tongues Let every eye negotiate for itself , And truft no agent ; beauty is a witch , Against whofe charms faith melteth into blood . This is an accident of hourly proof , Which I miftrufted not . Farewel ...
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.