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 - Počet stran: 884 |
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Strana 32
... Exeunt THURIO and Musicians . Enter SILVIA above , at her window . Pro . Madam , good even to your ladyship . Sil . I thank you for your music , gentlemen . Who is that , that spake ? Pro . One , lady , if you knew his pure heart's ...
... Exeunt THURIO and Musicians . Enter SILVIA above , at her window . Pro . Madam , good even to your ladyship . Sil . I thank you for your music , gentlemen . Who is that , that spake ? Pro . One , lady , if you knew his pure heart's ...
Strana 39
... Exeunt SHALLOW and EVANS . Anne . Will't please your worship to come in , sir ? Slen . No , I thank you , forsooth , heartily ; I am very well . Anne . The dinner attends you , sir . Slen . I am not a - hungry , I thank you , forsooth ...
... Exeunt SHALLOW and EVANS . Anne . Will't please your worship to come in , sir ? Slen . No , I thank you , forsooth , heartily ; I am very well . Anne . The dinner attends you , sir . Slen . I am not a - hungry , I thank you , forsooth ...
Strana 47
... Exeunt SHALLOW , SLENDER , PAGE , and Host . Caius . Ha ! do I perceive dat ! have you make - a de sot of us ? ha , ha ! Eta . This is well , he has made us his vlouting - stog . -I desire you , that we may be friends , and let us knog ...
... Exeunt SHALLOW , SLENDER , PAGE , and Host . Caius . Ha ! do I perceive dat ! have you make - a de sot of us ? ha , ha ! Eta . This is well , he has made us his vlouting - stog . -I desire you , that we may be friends , and let us knog ...
Strana 49
... [ Exeunt Servants with the basket . ] Gentlemen , I have dreamed to - night : I'll tell you my dream . Here , here , here be my keys : ascend my chambers , search , seek , find out : I'll warrant , we'll unkennel the fox . - Let me stop ...
... [ Exeunt Servants with the basket . ] Gentlemen , I have dreamed to - night : I'll tell you my dream . Here , here , here be my keys : ascend my chambers , search , seek , find out : I'll warrant , we'll unkennel the fox . - Let me stop ...
Strana 56
... Exeunt . SCENE I. - A Room in the Garter Inn . Enter FALSTAFF and Mrs. QUICKLY . Fal . Pr'ythee , no more prattling ; -go : -I'll hold . This is the third time ; I hope , good luck lies in odd numbers . Away , go . They say , there is ...
... Exeunt . SCENE I. - A Room in the Garter Inn . Enter FALSTAFF and Mrs. QUICKLY . Fal . Pr'ythee , no more prattling ; -go : -I'll hold . This is the third time ; I hope , good luck lies in odd numbers . Away , go . They say , there is ...
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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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Strana 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.
Strana 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.