The Works of Shakespeare in Seven Volumes, Том 7 |
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And Cassandra laught . Cre . But there was more temperate fire under the pot of
her eyes ; did her eyes run o'er too ? Pan . And Hector laught . Cre . At what was
all this laughing Pan . Marry , at the white hair that Helen spied on Troilus's chin .
And Cassandra laught . Cre . But there was more temperate fire under the pot of
her eyes ; did her eyes run o'er too ? Pan . And Hector laught . Cre . At what was
all this laughing Pan . Marry , at the white hair that Helen spied on Troilus's chin .
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... before the Grandfather was out of his Swathing - cloaths ? Preposterous
Nonsense ! and yet so easy a Change , as one poor Derivative Pronoun for
another , fets all right and clear . Pat . Pat . A good riddance . Achil . Marry , 36
TROILUS ...
... before the Grandfather was out of his Swathing - cloaths ? Preposterous
Nonsense ! and yet so easy a Change , as one poor Derivative Pronoun for
another , fets all right and clear . Pat . Pat . A good riddance . Achil . Marry , 36
TROILUS ...
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Marry , this , Sir , is proclaim'd through all our Hoft , That Hector , by the fifth hour
of the Sun , Will with a trumpet , ' twixt our Tents and Troy , To morrow morning
call fome Knight to arms , That hath a stomach , such a one that dare Maintain I ...
Marry , this , Sir , is proclaim'd through all our Hoft , That Hector , by the fifth hour
of the Sun , Will with a trumpet , ' twixt our Tents and Troy , To morrow morning
call fome Knight to arms , That hath a stomach , such a one that dare Maintain I ...
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That's to't , indeed , Sir ; marry , Sir , at the request of Paris my lord , who's there in
person ; with him the mortal Venus , the heart - blood of beauty , love's invisible
foul . Pan . Who , my cousin Cressida ? Ser . No , Sir , Helen ; could you not find ...
That's to't , indeed , Sir ; marry , Sir , at the request of Paris my lord , who's there in
person ; with him the mortal Venus , the heart - blood of beauty , love's invisible
foul . Pan . Who , my cousin Cressida ? Ser . No , Sir , Helen ; could you not find ...
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Well , sweet Queen , you are pleasant with me ; but , marry thus , my lord ; - my
dear lord , and most esteemed Friend , your brother TroilusHelen . My lord
Pandarus , honey - sweet lord ,Pan . Go to , sweet Queen , go.to Commends
himself moit ...
Well , sweet Queen , you are pleasant with me ; but , marry thus , my lord ; - my
dear lord , and most esteemed Friend , your brother TroilusHelen . My lord
Pandarus , honey - sweet lord ,Pan . Go to , sweet Queen , go.to Commends
himself moit ...
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Страница 245 - The king doth wake to-night, and takes his rouse, Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels ; And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.
Страница 152 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Страница 272 - In form and moving how express and admirable ! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.