The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by Henry Glassford Bell...Porteous, 1865 |
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... CLAUD . Claud . Benedick , didst thou note the daughter of Signior Leonato ? Bene . I noted her not : but I looked on her . Claud . Is she not a modest young lady ? Bene . Do you question me , as an honest man should do , for my simple ...
... CLAUD . Claud . Benedick , didst thou note the daughter of Signior Leonato ? Bene . I noted her not : but I looked on her . Claud . Is she not a modest young lady ? Bene . Do you question me , as an honest man should do , for my simple ...
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... Claud . If this were so , so were it uttered . Bene . Like the old tale , my lord : " It is not so , nor ' twas not so ; but , indeed , God forbid it should be so . " " Claud . If my passion change not shortly , God forbid it should be ...
... Claud . If this were so , so were it uttered . Bene . Like the old tale , my lord : " It is not so , nor ' twas not so ; but , indeed , God forbid it should be so . " " Claud . If my passion change not shortly , God forbid it should be ...
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... Claud . If this should ever happen , thou would'st be horn- mad . D. Pedro . Nay , if Cupid have not spent all his quiver in Venice , thou wilt quake for this shortly . Bene . I look for an earthquake too , then . D. Pedro . Well , you ...
... Claud . If this should ever happen , thou would'st be horn- mad . D. Pedro . Nay , if Cupid have not spent all his quiver in Venice , thou wilt quake for this shortly . Bene . I look for an earthquake too , then . D. Pedro . Well , you ...
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... Claud . My liege , your highness now may do me good . D. Pedro . My love is thine to teach ; teach it but how , And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good . Claud . Hath Leonato any son , my lord ? D ...
... Claud . My liege , your highness now may do me good . D. Pedro . My love is thine to teach ; teach it but how , And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good . Claud . Hath Leonato any son , my lord ? D ...
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... Claud . How know you he loves her ? D. John . I heard him swear his affection . Bora . So did I too ; and he swore he would marry her to - night . D. John . Come , let us to the banquet . [ Exeunt Don JOHN and BORACHIO . Claud . Thus ...
... Claud . How know you he loves her ? D. John . I heard him swear his affection . Bora . So did I too ; and he swore he would marry her to - night . D. John . Come , let us to the banquet . [ Exeunt Don JOHN and BORACHIO . Claud . Thus ...
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Página 267 - Now, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 245 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Página 278 - Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school : and then, the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then, a soldier ; Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then, the justice In fair round belly with good capon...
Página 94 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet...