The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: The merry wives of Windsor. Twelfth night. Measure for measure. Much ado about nothingT. Bensley, 1800 |
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Strana 11
... reason . Shal . Nay , but understand me . Slen . So I do , fir . Eva . Give ear to his motions , mafter Slender : I will defcription the matter to you , if you be capacity of it . Slen . Nay , I will do as my coufin Shallow fays : I ...
... reason . Shal . Nay , but understand me . Slen . So I do , fir . Eva . Give ear to his motions , mafter Slender : I will defcription the matter to you , if you be capacity of it . Slen . Nay , I will do as my coufin Shallow fays : I ...
Strana 24
... reason why I love you ; for though love use reafon for his precifian , he admits him not for his counsel- lor . You are not young , no more am I ; go to , then , there's Sympathy : you are merry , fo am I ; Ha ! ha ! then there's more ...
... reason why I love you ; for though love use reafon for his precifian , he admits him not for his counsel- lor . You are not young , no more am I ; go to , then , there's Sympathy : you are merry , fo am I ; Ha ! ha ! then there's more ...
Strana 31
... Reason , you rogue , reafon : Think'ft thou , I'll endanger my foul gratis ? At a word , hang no more about me ; I am ne gibbet for you : -go . - A fhort knife and a throng ; -to your manor of Pickt - hatch , go . - You'll not bear a ...
... Reason , you rogue , reafon : Think'ft thou , I'll endanger my foul gratis ? At a word , hang no more about me ; I am ne gibbet for you : -go . - A fhort knife and a throng ; -to your manor of Pickt - hatch , go . - You'll not bear a ...
Strana 92
... reason , that they were fairies . See now , how wit may be made a Jack - a- lent , when ' tis upon ill employment ! Eva . Sir John Falstaff , ferve Got , and leave your de- fires , and fairies will not pinfe you . Ford . Well faid ...
... reason , that they were fairies . See now , how wit may be made a Jack - a- lent , when ' tis upon ill employment ! Eva . Sir John Falstaff , ferve Got , and leave your de- fires , and fairies will not pinfe you . Ford . Well faid ...
Strana 20
... reasons for't . Hie thee , Malvolio . Mal . Madam , I will . [ Exit . Oli . I do I know not what ; and fear to find Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind . Fate , fhew thy force : Ourselves we do not owe ; What is decreed , muft be ...
... reasons for't . Hie thee , Malvolio . Mal . Madam , I will . [ Exit . Oli . I do I know not what ; and fear to find Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind . Fate , fhew thy force : Ourselves we do not owe ; What is decreed , muft be ...
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Afide againſt Anne anſwer bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick better Bora brother Caius Claud Claudio coufin defire doft Dogb doth Duke Efcal Enter Exeunt Exit faid FALSTAFF feems fent fhall fignior fir John firſt fome fool Ford foul fpeak friar fuch fure gentleman give hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter Hero himſelf Hoft honeſt honour houfe houſe huſband Ifab Illyria itſelf knave lady Leon Leonato Lucio mafter mafter Brook maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs miſtreſs Ford moft moſt muſt myſelf night Pedro Pift pleaſe Pompey pray preſent prince priſon Prov Provoft purpoſe Quick Re-enter reaſon ſay SCENE ſee Shal ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK SIR TOBY SIR TOBY BELCH Slen ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtrange tell thee there's theſe thou art thouſand to-morrow uſe wife Windfor woman yourſelf
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Strana 56 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Strana 38 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Strana 25 - Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : How would you be, If He, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Strana 1 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.