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 71
... hope , sir , your good worship will be my bail . Lucio . No , indeed , will I not , Pompey ; it is not the wear . I will pray , Pompey , to increase your bondage : | if you take it not patiently , why , your mettle is the more . Adieu ...
... hope , sir , your good worship will be my bail . Lucio . No , indeed , will I not , Pompey ; it is not the wear . I will pray , Pompey , to increase your bondage : | if you take it not patiently , why , your mettle is the more . Adieu ...
Pagina 73
... hope , if you have occasion to use me for your own turn , you shall find me yare ; for , truly , sir , for your kindness I owe you a good turn . Prov . Call hither Barnardine and Claudio : [ Exeunt Clown and ABHORSON . Th ' one has my ...
... hope , if you have occasion to use me for your own turn , you shall find me yare ; for , truly , sir , for your kindness I owe you a good turn . Prov . Call hither Barnardine and Claudio : [ Exeunt Clown and ABHORSON . Th ' one has my ...
Pagina 74
... hope it is some pardon , or reprieve , For the most gentle Claudio . - Welcome , father . Enter DUKE . Duke . The best and wholesom'st spirits of the night Envelop you , good provost ! Who call'd here of late ? Prov . None , since the ...
... hope it is some pardon , or reprieve , For the most gentle Claudio . - Welcome , father . Enter DUKE . Duke . The best and wholesom'st spirits of the night Envelop you , good provost ! Who call'd here of late ? Prov . None , since the ...
Pagina 80
... hope you will not mock me with a husband . Duke . It is your husband mock'd you with a husband . Consenting to the safeguard of your honour , I thought your marriage fit ; else imputation , For that he knew you , might reproach your ...
... hope you will not mock me with a husband . Duke . It is your husband mock'd you with a husband . Consenting to the safeguard of your honour , I thought your marriage fit ; else imputation , For that he knew you , might reproach your ...
Pagina 83
... hope by beneficial help . Try all the friends thou hast in Ephesus ; Beg thou , or borrow , to make up the sum , And live ; if no , then thou art doom'd to die.- Jailor , now take him to thy custody . Jail . I will , my lord . Ege ...
... hope by beneficial help . Try all the friends thou hast in Ephesus ; Beg thou , or borrow , to make up the sum , And live ; if no , then thou art doom'd to die.- Jailor , now take him to thy custody . Jail . I will , my lord . Ege ...
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