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 68
... rich , thou'rt poor ; For , like an ass , whose back with ingots bows , Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey , And death unloads thee : friend hast thou none ; For thine own bowels , which do call thee sire , The mere effusion of ...
... rich , thou'rt poor ; For , like an ass , whose back with ingots bows , Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey , And death unloads thee : friend hast thou none ; For thine own bowels , which do call thee sire , The mere effusion of ...
Strana 89
... rich aspect to the hot breath of Spain , who sent whole armadoes of carracks to be ballast at her nose . Ant . S. Where stood Belgia , the Netherlands ? Dro . S. O ! sir , I did not look so low . To conclude , this drudge , or diviner ...
... rich aspect to the hot breath of Spain , who sent whole armadoes of carracks to be ballast at her nose . Ant . S. Where stood Belgia , the Netherlands ? Dro . S. O ! sir , I did not look so low . To conclude , this drudge , or diviner ...
Strana 108
... rich ; for when rich villains have need of poor ones , poor ones may make what price they will . Con . I wonder at it . Bora . That shows thou art unconfirmed . Thou knowest , that the fashion of a doublet , or a hat , or a cloak , is ...
... rich ; for when rich villains have need of poor ones , poor ones may make what price they will . Con . I wonder at it . Bora . That shows thou art unconfirmed . Thou knowest , that the fashion of a doublet , or a hat , or a cloak , is ...
Strana 135
... rich taffata . Moth . " A holy parcel of the fairest dames , [ The Ladies turn their backs to him . That ever turn'd ... rich , so infinite , That we may do it still without accompt . Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your face , That we ...
... rich taffata . Moth . " A holy parcel of the fairest dames , [ The Ladies turn their backs to him . That ever turn'd ... rich , so infinite , That we may do it still without accompt . Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your face , That we ...
Strana 137
... rich , for in my What did you whisper in your lady's ear ? will be the ninth Worthy . A conqueror , and. King . All hail , sweet madam , and fair time of day ! Prin . Fair , in all hail , is foul , as I conceive . King . Construe my ...
... rich , for in my What did you whisper in your lady's ear ? will be the ninth Worthy . A conqueror , and. King . All hail , sweet madam , and fair time of day ! Prin . Fair , in all hail , is foul , as I conceive . King . Construe my ...
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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.