The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Volume 2Jewett, 1857 |
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Pagina 18
... troth ! I do now let loose my opinion , hold it no longer ; this is no fish , but an islander , that hath lately suffered by a thunder - bolt . [ Thunder . ] Alas ! the storm is come again : my best way is to creep under his gaberdine ...
... troth ! I do now let loose my opinion , hold it no longer ; this is no fish , but an islander , that hath lately suffered by a thunder - bolt . [ Thunder . ] Alas ! the storm is come again : my best way is to creep under his gaberdine ...
Pagina 82
... troth , I cannot abide the smell of hot meat since . Why do your dogs bark so ? be there bears i ' the town ? your request , cousin , in any reason . Shal . Nay , conceive me , conceive me , sweet coz ; what I do is to pleasure you ...
... troth , I cannot abide the smell of hot meat since . Why do your dogs bark so ? be there bears i ' the town ? your request , cousin , in any reason . Shal . Nay , conceive me , conceive me , sweet coz ; what I do is to pleasure you ...
Pagina 86
... Troth , sir , all is in His hands above : but notwithstanding , Master Fenton , I'll be sworn on a book , she loves you : Have not your wor- ship a wart above your eye ? Fent . Yes , marry , have I ; what of that ? Quick . Well ...
... Troth , sir , all is in His hands above : but notwithstanding , Master Fenton , I'll be sworn on a book , she loves you : Have not your wor- ship a wart above your eye ? Fent . Yes , marry , have I ; what of that ? Quick . Well ...
Pagina 91
... Troth , and I have a bag of money here troubles me if you will help me to bear it , Sir John , take all or half for easing me of the car- riage . Fal . Sir , I know not how I may deserve to be your porter . Ford . I will tell you , sir ...
... Troth , and I have a bag of money here troubles me if you will help me to bear it , Sir John , take all or half for easing me of the car- riage . Fal . Sir , I know not how I may deserve to be your porter . Ford . I will tell you , sir ...
Pagina 124
... troth , Sir Toby , you must come in earlier o ' nights ; your cousin , my lady , takes great exceptions to your ill hours . Sir Toby . Why , let her except before excepted . Mar. Ay , but you must confine yourself within the modest ...
... troth , Sir Toby , you must come in earlier o ' nights ; your cousin , my lady , takes great exceptions to your ill hours . Sir Toby . Why , let her except before excepted . Mar. Ay , but you must confine yourself within the modest ...
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Pagina 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Pagina 60 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.