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 57
... turn him to no pain ; but if he start , It is the flesh of a corrupted heart . Pist . A trial ! come . Eva . Come , will this wood take fire ? [ They burn him with their tapers . Fal . Oh , oh , oh ! Queen . Corrupt , corrupt , and ...
... turn him to no pain ; but if he start , It is the flesh of a corrupted heart . Pist . A trial ! come . Eva . Come , will this wood take fire ? [ They burn him with their tapers . Fal . Oh , oh , oh ! Queen . Corrupt , corrupt , and ...
Pagina 66
... turn back . Ang . I will bethink me . - Come again to - morrow . Isab . Hark , how I'll bribe you . Good my lord , turn back . Ang . How ! bribe me ? Isab . Ay , with such gifts , that heaven shall share with you . Lucio . [ Aside ...
... turn back . Ang . I will bethink me . - Come again to - morrow . Isab . Hark , how I'll bribe you . Good my lord , turn back . Ang . How ! bribe me ? Isab . Ay , with such gifts , that heaven shall share with you . Lucio . [ Aside ...
Pagina 73
... 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 pity ; not a jot the other , Being a murderer ...
... 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 pity ; not a jot the other , Being a murderer ...
Pagina 91
... turns back for very fear . Adr . As if time were in debt ! how fondly dost thou reason ! Dro . S. Time is a very ... turn back any hour in a day ? Re - enter LUCIANA . Adr . Go , Dromio : there's the money , bear it straight , And ...
... turns back for very fear . Adr . As if time were in debt ! how fondly dost thou reason ! Dro . S. Time is a very ... turn back any hour in a day ? Re - enter LUCIANA . Adr . Go , Dromio : there's the money , bear it straight , And ...
Pagina 98
... turn - coat . But it is cer- tain , I am loved of all ladies , only you excepted ; and I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart , for , truly , I love none . Beat . A dear happiness to women : they would else have ...
... turn - coat . But it is cer- tain , I am loved of all ladies , only you excepted ; and I would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard heart , for , truly , I love none . Beat . A dear happiness to women : they would else have ...
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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.