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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... praise , too brown for a fair praife , and too little for a great praife ; only this commenda- tion I can afford her , that were the other than fhe is , fhe were unhandsome ; and being no other 2 1.2 MUCH A D QA of ...
... praise , too brown for a fair praife , and too little for a great praife ; only this commenda- tion I can afford her , that were the other than fhe is , fhe were unhandsome ; and being no other 2 1.2 MUCH A D QA of ...
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... praise him , he is of a noble strain , of approved valour , and confirmed honefty . I will teach you how to hu- mour your coufin , that the fhall fall in love with Benedick ; and I , with your two helps , will fo prac- tife on Benedick ...
... praise him , he is of a noble strain , of approved valour , and confirmed honefty . I will teach you how to hu- mour your coufin , that the fhall fall in love with Benedick ; and I , with your two helps , will fo prac- tife on Benedick ...
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... praise him more than ever man did merit . My talk to thee must be how Benedick Is fick in love with Beatrice ; of this matter Is little Cupid's crafty arrow made ,, That only wounds by hear - fay : now begin . Enter BEATRICE , running ...
... praise him more than ever man did merit . My talk to thee must be how Benedick Is fick in love with Beatrice ; of this matter Is little Cupid's crafty arrow made ,, That only wounds by hear - fay : now begin . Enter BEATRICE , running ...
Página 47
... praise , our coun- tryman's , upon the hinge of derogation . Νίγρα μελί χρος e / t , immunda et fetina , άκος μας Cafia , παλλάδιον nervafa et iignca , δορκας . Parvola , pumilio , xapitav μla , tota merum fal : Magna atque immanis ...
... praise , our coun- tryman's , upon the hinge of derogation . Νίγρα μελί χρος e / t , immunda et fetina , άκος μας Cafia , παλλάδιον nervafa et iignca , δορκας . Parvola , pumilio , xapitav μla , tota merum fal : Magna atque immanis ...
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... praise fo . Hero . O , that exceeds , they fay . Marg . By my troth , it's but a night - gown in respect of yours ; cloth of gold and cuts , and laced fenfe ; that is the diftinguishing characteristic of the Con- ftable and Watch . It ...
... praise fo . Hero . O , that exceeds , they fay . Marg . By my troth , it's but a night - gown in respect of yours ; cloth of gold and cuts , and laced fenfe ; that is the diftinguishing characteristic of the Con- ftable and Watch . It ...
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
Pasajes populares
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.