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Pagina 4
Famous Helena , daughter to Gerard de Narbon , a famous phy fician , fome time fince dead . An old widow of Florènce . Diana , daughter to the widow . Violenta , Mariana , Neighbours , and friends to the widow .
Famous Helena , daughter to Gerard de Narbon , a famous phy fician , fome time fince dead . An old widow of Florènce . Diana , daughter to the widow . Violenta , Mariana , Neighbours , and friends to the widow .
Pagina 14
Some fix months , fince , my Lord . King . If he were living , I would try him yet ; - Lend me an arm the reft have worn me out With feveral applications ; nature and fickness . Debate it at their leisure .
Some fix months , fince , my Lord . King . If he were living , I would try him yet ; - Lend me an arm the reft have worn me out With feveral applications ; nature and fickness . Debate it at their leisure .
Pagina 45
... and my ftate that way is dangerous , fince I cannot yet find in my heart to repent : here he comes ; I pray you , make us friends , I will pursue the amity . Enter Parolles . Par . These things fhall be done , Sir . ( 24 ) Hel .
... and my ftate that way is dangerous , fince I cannot yet find in my heart to repent : here he comes ; I pray you , make us friends , I will pursue the amity . Enter Parolles . Par . These things fhall be done , Sir . ( 24 ) Hel .
Pagina 49
Good my Lord , The reafons of our ftate I cannot yield , But like a common and an outward man , That the great figure of a council frames By felf - unabled motion ; therefore dare not Say what I think of it , fince I have found My felf ...
Good my Lord , The reafons of our ftate I cannot yield , But like a common and an outward man , That the great figure of a council frames By felf - unabled motion ; therefore dare not Say what I think of it , fince I have found My felf ...
Pagina 50
I have no mind to bel , fince I was at court , Our old ling , and our Ibels o'th ' country , are nothing like your old ling , and your Ibels o'th ' court : the brain of my Cupid's knock'd out ; and I begin to love , as an old man loves ...
I have no mind to bel , fince I was at court , Our old ling , and our Ibels o'th ' country , are nothing like your old ling , and your Ibels o'th ' court : the brain of my Cupid's knock'd out ; and I begin to love , as an old man loves ...
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Pagina 103 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
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.
Pagina 260 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
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.
Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, Volume 3 The Works of Shakespeare: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, William Shakespeare |
| Auteur | William Shakespeare |
| Redacteur | Mr. Theobald (Lewis) |
| Uitgever | C. Bathurst, 1773 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | de New York Public Library |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 4 jan 2007 |
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