The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Sida 11
... these days . Clo . The more pity that fools may not speak wisely what wife men do foolishly . Cel . By my troth , thou fay'ft true ; for fince the little wit that fools have was filenc'd , the little foolery that wife men have makes a ...
... these days . Clo . The more pity that fools may not speak wisely what wife men do foolishly . Cel . By my troth , thou fay'ft true ; for fince the little wit that fools have was filenc'd , the little foolery that wife men have makes a ...
Sida 12
... these prefents . Le Beu . The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles the Duke's wrestler , which Charles in a moment threw him , and broke three of his ribs , that there is little hope of life in him : fo he ferv'd the fecond , and ...
... these prefents . Le Beu . The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles the Duke's wrestler , which Charles in a moment threw him , and broke three of his ribs , that there is little hope of life in him : fo he ferv'd the fecond , and ...
Sida 17
... these burs are in my heart . Cel . Hem them away . Rof . I would try , if I could cry hem , and have him . Cel . Come , come , wrestle with thy affections . Rof . O , they take the part of a better wrestler than my self . Cel . O , a ...
... these burs are in my heart . Cel . Hem them away . Rof . I would try , if I could cry hem , and have him . Cel . Come , come , wrestle with thy affections . Rof . O , they take the part of a better wrestler than my self . Cel . O , a ...
Sida 20
... these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam , The fealon's difference ; as , the icie phang , And churlish chiding of the winter's wind , Which when it bites and blows upon my body ...
... these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam , The fealon's difference ; as , the icie phang , And churlish chiding of the winter's wind , Which when it bites and blows upon my body ...
Sida 22
... these fullen fits , For then he's full of matter . 2 Lord , I'll bring you to him ftraight . SCENE II The Palace again . Enter Duke Frederick with Lords , Duke . Can it be poffible that no man faw them ? It cannot be ; fome villains of ...
... these fullen fits , For then he's full of matter . 2 Lord , I'll bring you to him ftraight . SCENE II The Palace again . Enter Duke Frederick with Lords , Duke . Can it be poffible that no man faw them ? It cannot be ; fome villains of ...
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affure anſwer Baptifta Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Cath Catharine Clown Count daughter defire doft doth Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father feem felf felves fervant ferve feven fhall fhew fhould fifter fince fing firft fome fool foreft fpeak ftand ftrange fuch fure fwear fweet gentleman give Gremio hath heart heav'n himſelf honour horfe Hortenfio houfe houſe huſband Illyria Kate King knave Lady Lord Lucentio Madam mafter maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt Narbon Orla Orlando Padua Petruchio pleaſe pr'ythee pray promife reafon Rofalind ſay SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe Signior Sir Toby ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art Tranio whofe wife worfe youth
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Sida 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Sida 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Sida 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Sida 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Sida 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Sida 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Sida 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...