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 11
... head . Ari . Thou liest ; thou canst not . Cal . What a pied ninny's this ! Thou scurvy patch ! — [ Exit . I do beseech thy greatness , give him blows , Ste . Now , forward with your tale . -. Fer . Admir'd Miranda ! Indeed , the top of ...
... head . Ari . Thou liest ; thou canst not . Cal . What a pied ninny's this ! Thou scurvy patch ! — [ Exit . I do beseech thy greatness , give him blows , Ste . Now , forward with your tale . -. Fer . Admir'd Miranda ! Indeed , the top of ...
Strana 38
... head ; what matter have you against me ? Slen . Marry , sir , I have matter in my head against you ; and against your coney - catching rascals , Bar- dolph , Nym , and Pistol . They carried me to the tavern , and made me drunk , and ...
... head ; what matter have you against me ? Slen . Marry , sir , I have matter in my head against you ; and against your coney - catching rascals , Bar- dolph , Nym , and Pistol . They carried me to the tavern , and made me drunk , and ...
Strana 40
... head : he hath fought with a warrener . Quick . How say you ? -O ! I should remember him : does he not hold up his head , as it were , and strut in his gait ? Sim . Yes , indeed , does he . Quick . Well , heaven send Anne Page no worse ...
... head : he hath fought with a warrener . Quick . How say you ? -O ! I should remember him : does he not hold up his head , as it were , and strut in his gait ? Sim . Yes , indeed , does he . Quick . Well , heaven send Anne Page no worse ...
Strana 51
... head and then , to be stopped in , like a strong distil- lation , with stinking clothes that fretted in their own ... head ; come . Mrs. Page . Come on , sirrah : hold up your head ; answer your master , be not afraid . Eva . William ...
... head and then , to be stopped in , like a strong distil- lation , with stinking clothes that fretted in their own ... head ; come . Mrs. Page . Come on , sirrah : hold up your head ; answer your master , be not afraid . Eva . William ...
Strana 56
... head ; And when the doctor spies his vantage ripe , To pinch her by the hand , and on that token The maid hath given consent to go with him . Host . Which means she to deceive ?, father or mother ? Fent . Both , my good host , to go ...
... head ; And when the doctor spies his vantage ripe , To pinch her by the hand , and on that token The maid hath given consent to go with him . Host . Which means she to deceive ?, father or mother ? Fent . Both , my good host , to go ...
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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.