The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fusell, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, Volume 3F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
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Pagina 36
... i'the morning , falling out that year on Ash - Wednesday was four year in the afternoon . Shy . What ! are there masques ? Hear you me , Jessica : Lock up my doors ; and when you hear the drum , And the vile squeaking of the wry - neck ...
... i'the morning , falling out that year on Ash - Wednesday was four year in the afternoon . Shy . What ! are there masques ? Hear you me , Jessica : Lock up my doors ; and when you hear the drum , And the vile squeaking of the wry - neck ...
Pagina 72
... i ' the nose , Cannot contain their urine ; For affection , Mistress of passion , sways it to the mood Of what it likes , or loaths : Now , for your answer : As there is no firm reason to be render'd , Why he cannot abide a gaping pig ...
... i ' the nose , Cannot contain their urine ; For affection , Mistress of passion , sways it to the mood Of what it likes , or loaths : Now , for your answer : As there is no firm reason to be render'd , Why he cannot abide a gaping pig ...
Pagina 124
... mentioned in Romeo and Juliet , and in King Henry V. the Boy says : - " As young as I am , I have observed these three swashers ; " meaning Nym , Pistol , and Bardolph . ACT II . SCENE I. The Forest of Arden . 124 AS YOU LIKE IT .
... mentioned in Romeo and Juliet , and in King Henry V. the Boy says : - " As young as I am , I have observed these three swashers ; " meaning Nym , Pistol , and Bardolph . ACT II . SCENE I. The Forest of Arden . 124 AS YOU LIKE IT .
Pagina 125
... I. The Forest of Arden . Enter Duke senior , AMIENS , and other Lords , in the dress of Foresters . Duke S. Now , my co - mates , and brothers in exíle , Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not ...
... I. The Forest of Arden . Enter Duke senior , AMIENS , and other Lords , in the dress of Foresters . Duke S. Now , my co - mates , and brothers in exíle , Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not ...
Pagina 136
... i ' the sun , Seeking the food he eats , And pleas'd with what he gets , Come hither , come hither , come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy , But winter and rough weather . Jaq . I'll give you a verse to this note , that I made ...
... i ' the sun , Seeking the food he eats , And pleas'd with what he gets , Come hither , come hither , come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy , But winter and rough weather . Jaq . I'll give you a verse to this note , that I made ...
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