The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 pagina's |
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Pagina 29
... Villain , forbear . Launce . Why , sir , I'll strike nothing : I pray you , - Pro . Sirrah , I say , forbear . - Friend Valentine , a word . Fal . My ears are stopp'd , and cannot hear good news , So much of bad already hath possess'd ...
... Villain , forbear . Launce . Why , sir , I'll strike nothing : I pray you , - Pro . Sirrah , I say , forbear . - Friend Valentine , a word . Fal . My ears are stopp'd , and cannot hear good news , So much of bad already hath possess'd ...
Pagina 31
... villains That all the travellers do fear so much . Val . My friends , - 1 Out . That's not so , sir : we are your ... villain ! [ They talk apart . 2 Out . Tell us this : have you any thing to take to ? Fal . Nothing , but my fortune ...
... villains That all the travellers do fear so much . Val . My friends , - 1 Out . That's not so , sir : we are your ... villain ! [ They talk apart . 2 Out . Tell us this : have you any thing to take to ? Fal . Nothing , but my fortune ...
Pagina 55
... villain ! go . - Assist me , knight ; I am undone . - Fly , run , hue and cry , villain ! I am [ Exeunt Host and BARDOLPH . Fal . I would all the world might be cozened , for 1 Fal . There was , mine host , an old fat woman even have ...
... villain ! go . - Assist me , knight ; I am undone . - Fly , run , hue and cry , villain ! I am [ Exeunt Host and BARDOLPH . Fal . I would all the world might be cozened , for 1 Fal . There was , mine host , an old fat woman even have ...
Pagina 60
... villain , despite of all grace . 1 Gent . Well , there went but a pair of sheers be- tween us . Lucio . I grant ; as there may between the lists and the velvet thou art the list . 1 Gent . And thou the velvet ? thou art good velvet ...
... villain , despite of all grace . 1 Gent . Well , there went but a pair of sheers be- tween us . Lucio . I grant ; as there may between the lists and the velvet thou art the list . 1 Gent . And thou the velvet ? thou art good velvet ...
Pagina 77
... villain . Believe it , royal prince : | If he be less , he's nothing ; but he's more , Had I more name for badness . Duke . By mine honesty , If she be mad , as I believe no other , Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense , Such a ...
... villain . Believe it , royal prince : | If he be less , he's nothing ; but he's more , Had I more name for badness . Duke . By mine honesty , If she be mad , as I believe no other , Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense , Such a ...
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Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin crown daughter death doth Duke duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE Shal shame signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir John sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
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Pagina 194 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Pagina 63 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.