The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Volym 4 |
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... never draw sword again . Sir An . An you part so , mistress , I would I might never draw sword again . Fair lady , do you think you have fools in hand ? Mar. Sir , I have not you by the hand . Sir An . Marry , but you shall have ; and ...
... never draw sword again . Sir An . An you part so , mistress , I would I might never draw sword again . Fair lady , do you think you have fools in hand ? Mar. Sir , I have not you by the hand . Sir An . Marry , but you shall have ; and ...
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... Never in your life , I think , unless you see canary put me down . Methinks , sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian , or an ordinary man has but I am a great eater of beef , and , I believe , that does harm to my wit . : Sir To ...
... Never in your life , I think , unless you see canary put me down . Methinks , sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian , or an ordinary man has but I am a great eater of beef , and , I believe , that does harm to my wit . : Sir To ...
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... never will admit me . Duke . Be clamorous , and leap all civil bounds , Rather than make unprofited return . Vio . Say I do speak with her , my lord ; what then ? Duke . O , then unfold the passion of my love ; Surprise her with ...
... never will admit me . Duke . Be clamorous , and leap all civil bounds , Rather than make unprofited return . Vio . Say I do speak with her , my lord ; what then ? Duke . O , then unfold the passion of my love ; Surprise her with ...
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... never saw her : I would be loath to cast away my speech , for , besides that it is ex- cellently well penned , I have taken great pains to con it . Good beauties , let me sustain no scorn : An immature peascod . 2 A codling anciently ...
... never saw her : I would be loath to cast away my speech , for , besides that it is ex- cellently well penned , I have taken great pains to con it . Good beauties , let me sustain no scorn : An immature peascod . 2 A codling anciently ...
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... him . And one thing more ; that you be never so hardy to come again in his affairs , unless it be to report your lord's taking of this . Receive 1 it so . 1 Understand . Vio . She took the ring of me ! I'll 34 ACT II . TWELFTH NIGHT .
... him . And one thing more ; that you be never so hardy to come again in his affairs , unless it be to report your lord's taking of this . Receive 1 it so . 1 Understand . Vio . She took the ring of me ! I'll 34 ACT II . TWELFTH NIGHT .
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Antonio Audrey Beatrice Beau better Borachio brother Celia Clau Clown cousin daughter dear Don John Don Pedro dost thou doth Duke F Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fellow fool forest forest of Arden fortune Friar gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart Hero hither honor Illyria Jaques lady Leonato live look lord madam Malvolio Maria marry master Master constable mistress never niece night Olivia Orlando Orsino Phebe pr'ythee pray prince Rosalind SCENE Sebastian SHAK signior Benedick sing sir Andrew SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK SIR TOBY BELCH sir Topas soul speak swear sweet tell thank thee there's thing thou art thou hast to-morrow tongue Touch troth TWELFTH NIGHT Viola wilt woman word youth
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Sida 277 - twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
Sida 281 - And then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school ; and then, the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad Made to his mistress...
Sida 266 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Sida 288 - Sir, I am a true labourer: I earn that I eat, get that I wear; owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness; glad of other men's good, content with my harm; and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck.
Sida 283 - Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
Sida 156 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go. And be you blithe and bonny ; ' Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Sida 47 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O ! prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, • On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.