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 41
... mind for that : never a woman in Windsor knows more of Anne's mind than I do , nor can do more than I do with her , I thank heaven . Fent . [ Within . ] Who's within there , ho ? Quick . Who's there , I trow ? Come near the house , I ...
... mind for that : never a woman in Windsor knows more of Anne's mind than I do , nor can do more than I do with her , I thank heaven . Fent . [ Within . ] Who's within there , ho ? Quick . Who's there , I trow ? Come near the house , I ...
Strana 44
... mind , and the boy never need to understand any thing : for ' tis not good that children should know any wicked- ness ; old folks , you know , have discretion , as they say , and know the world . Fal . Fare thee well : commend me to ...
... mind , and the boy never need to understand any thing : for ' tis not good that children should know any wicked- ness ; old folks , you know , have discretion , as they say , and know the world . Fal . Fare thee well : commend me to ...
Strana 48
... mind ; I'll deserve it . Mrs. Ford . Nay , I must tell you , so you do , or else I could not be in that mind . Rob . [ Within . ] Mistress Ford ! mistress Ford ! here's mistress Page at the door , sweating , and blowing , and looking ...
... mind ; I'll deserve it . Mrs. Ford . Nay , I must tell you , so you do , or else I could not be in that mind . Rob . [ Within . ] Mistress Ford ! mistress Ford ! here's mistress Page at the door , sweating , and blowing , and looking ...
Strana 68
... mind of honour , That had he twenty heads to tender down On twenty bloody blocks , he'd yield them up , Before his sister should her body stoop To such abhorr'd pollution . Then , Isabel , live chaste , and , brother , die : More than ...
... mind of honour , That had he twenty heads to tender down On twenty bloody blocks , he'd yield them up , Before his sister should her body stoop To such abhorr'd pollution . Then , Isabel , live chaste , and , brother , die : More than ...
Strana 73
... mind ; but yet I will be content to be a lawful hang- man . I would be glad to receive some instruction from my fellow partner . Prov . What ho , Abhorson ! there ? Where's Abhorson , Enter ABHORSON . Abhor . Do you call , sir ? Prov ...
... mind ; but yet I will be content to be a lawful hang- man . I would be glad to receive some instruction from my fellow partner . Prov . What ho , Abhorson ! there ? Where's Abhorson , Enter ABHORSON . Abhor . Do you call , sir ? Prov ...
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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.