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Pagina 8
Who comes here ? Enter Parolles . One that goes with him : I love him for his fake , And yet I know him a notorious liar ; Think him a great way fool , folely a coward ; Yet thefe fix'd evils fit fo fit in him , That they take place ...
Who comes here ? Enter Parolles . One that goes with him : I love him for his fake , And yet I know him a notorious liar ; Think him a great way fool , folely a coward ; Yet thefe fix'd evils fit fo fit in him , That they take place ...
Pagina 12
He hath arm'd our answer ; And Florence is deny'd , before he comes : . Yet , for our gentlemen that mean to fee The Tufcan fervice , freely have they leave- To ftand on either part . 2 Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry ...
He hath arm'd our answer ; And Florence is deny'd , before he comes : . Yet , for our gentlemen that mean to fee The Tufcan fervice , freely have they leave- To ftand on either part . 2 Lord . It may well ferve A nursery to our gentry ...
Pagina 16
Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of ; he , that cares my land ... which men full trud " fhall find ; Your marriage comes by deftiny , your cuckow fings " by kind .
Y ' are fhallow , Madam , in great friends ; for the knaves come to do that for me , which I am weary of ; he , that cares my land ... which men full trud " fhall find ; Your marriage comes by deftiny , your cuckow fings " by kind .
Pagina 17
And here fair Paris comes , The hopeful youth of Troy ; Queen Hecuba's darling fon , King Priam's only joy . ( 7 ) With that he figbed , as he flood , And gave this fentence then Among nine bad if one be good , There's yet one good in ...
And here fair Paris comes , The hopeful youth of Troy ; Queen Hecuba's darling fon , King Priam's only joy . ( 7 ) With that he figbed , as he flood , And gave this fentence then Among nine bad if one be good , There's yet one good in ...
Pagina 28
Nay , come your ways , This is his Majefty , fay your mind to him ; A traitor you do look like ; but such traitors His Majefty feldom fears ; I'm Crefid's uncle , That dare leave two together ; fare you well . [ Exit . King .
Nay , come your ways , This is his Majefty , fay your mind to him ; A traitor you do look like ; but such traitors His Majefty feldom fears ; I'm Crefid's uncle , That dare leave two together ; fare you well . [ Exit . King .
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The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies ... William Shakespeare Volledige weergave - 1740 |
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Pagina 396 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
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Pagina 142 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.