The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected; Together with a Copious Glossary ...Hogan & Thompson, 1851 |
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... Serv . My lord , you nod ; you do not mind the play . Sly . Yes , by Saint Anne , do I. A good matter , surely . Comes there any more of it ? Page . My lord , ' tis but begun . Sly . ' Tis a very excellent piece of work ACT I. ] 19 ...
... Serv . My lord , you nod ; you do not mind the play . Sly . Yes , by Saint Anne , do I. A good matter , surely . Comes there any more of it ? Page . My lord , ' tis but begun . Sly . ' Tis a very excellent piece of work ACT I. ] 19 ...
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... Serv . Mistress , your father prays you leave your books , And help to dress your sister's chamber up ; You know to - morrow is the wedding - day . Bian . Farewell , sweet masters both ; I must be gone . [ Exeunt BIANCA and Servant ...
... Serv . Mistress , your father prays you leave your books , And help to dress your sister's chamber up ; You know to - morrow is the wedding - day . Bian . Farewell , sweet masters both ; I must be gone . [ Exeunt BIANCA and Servant ...
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... Serv . Here , here , sir ; here , sir . Pet . Here , sir ! here , sir ! here , sir ! here , sir ! — You logger - headed and unpolished grooms ! What , no attendance ? no regard ? no duty ? Where is the foolish knave I sent before ? Gru ...
... Serv . Here , here , sir ; here , sir . Pet . Here , sir ! here , sir ! here , sir ! here , sir ! — You logger - headed and unpolished grooms ! What , no attendance ? no regard ? no duty ? Where is the foolish knave I sent before ? Gru ...
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... Serv . Pet . 1 Serv . Ay . Who brought it ? I. Pet . ' Tis burnt ; and so is all the meat . What dogs are these ! -Where is the rascal cook ? How durst you , villains , bring it from the dresser , And serve it thus to me that love it ...
... Serv . Pet . 1 Serv . Ay . Who brought it ? I. Pet . ' Tis burnt ; and so is all the meat . What dogs are these ! -Where is the rascal cook ? How durst you , villains , bring it from the dresser , And serve it thus to me that love it ...
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... Serv . My lord the king , the king ! What is the business ? Leon . Serv . O , sir , I shall be hated to report it ; The prince your son , with mere conceit and fear Of the queen's speed , is gone . Leon . Serv . Leon . Apollo's angry ...
... Serv . My lord the king , the king ! What is the business ? Leon . Serv . O , sir , I shall be hated to report it ; The prince your son , with mere conceit and fear Of the queen's speed , is gone . Leon . Serv . Leon . Apollo's angry ...
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Página 213 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the...
Página 250 - Will cheer me ever, or disseat me now. I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age, As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honor, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not.