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 61
... head stands so tickle on thy shoulders , that a milk - maid , if she be in love , may sigh it off . Send after the duke , and appeal to him . Claud . I have done so , but he's not to be found . I pr'ythee , Lucio , do me this kind ...
... head stands so tickle on thy shoulders , that a milk - maid , if she be in love , may sigh it off . Send after the duke , and appeal to him . Claud . I have done so , but he's not to be found . I pr'ythee , Lucio , do me this kind ...
Pagina 69
... head To cleave a heart in twain . Claud . But is there any ? Isab . Yes , brother , you may live : There is a devilish mercy in the judge , If you'll implore it , that will free your life , But fetter you till death . Claud . Perpetual ...
... head To cleave a heart in twain . Claud . But is there any ? Isab . Yes , brother , you may live : There is a devilish mercy in the judge , If you'll implore it , that will free your life , But fetter you till death . Claud . Perpetual ...
Pagina 73
... head , and I can never cut off a woman's head . Prov . Come , sir ; leave me your snatches , and yield me a direct answer . To - morrow morning are to die Claudio and Barnardine : here is in our prison a com- mon executioner , who in ...
... head , and I can never cut off a woman's head . Prov . Come , sir ; leave me your snatches , and yield me a direct answer . To - morrow morning are to die Claudio and Barnardine : here is in our prison a com- mon executioner , who in ...
Pagina 74
... head sent me by five . Let this be duly perform'd ; with a thought , that more depends on it than we must yet deliver . Thus fail not to do your office , as you will answer it at your peril . " — What say you to this , sir ? Duke . What ...
... head sent me by five . Let this be duly perform'd ; with a thought , that more depends on it than we must yet deliver . Thus fail not to do your office , as you will answer it at your peril . " — What say you to this , sir ? Duke . What ...
Pagina 75
... head : I will give him a present shrift , and advise him for a better place . Yet you are amazed , but this shall absolutely resolve you . Come away ; it [ Exeunt . is almost clear dawn . SCENE III . - Another Room in the Same . Enter ...
... head : I will give him a present shrift , and advise him for a better place . Yet you are amazed , but this shall absolutely resolve you . Come away ; it [ Exeunt . is almost clear dawn . SCENE III . - Another Room in the Same . Enter ...
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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.