The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, from the Text of Johnson, Stevens and Reed: With Glossarial Notes, Life, &c, Том 1Routledge, Warne & Routledge, 1862 |
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... thank you for my venison , master Shallow . Shal . Master Page , I am glad to see you ; much good do it The Court of Star - chamber . § Soft . * By our . + Advisement . your good heart ! I wished your venison better ; 2 [ ACT I. THE ...
... thank you for my venison , master Shallow . Shal . Master Page , I am glad to see you ; much good do it The Court of Star - chamber . § Soft . * By our . + Advisement . your good heart ! I wished your venison better ; 2 [ ACT I. THE ...
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... thank you . Shal . Sir , I thank you ; by yea and no I do . Page . I am glad to see you , good master Slender . Slen . How does your fallow greyhound , Sir ? I heard say , he was out - run on Cotsale . * Page . It could not be judged ...
... thank you . Shal . Sir , I thank you ; by yea and no I do . Page . I am glad to see you , good master Slender . Slen . How does your fallow greyhound , Sir ? I heard say , he was out - run on Cotsale . * Page . It could not be judged ...
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... thank you as much as though I did . Anne . I pray you , Sir , walk in . Slen . I had rather walk here , I thank you ; I bruised my shin the other day with playing at sword and dagger with a master of fence , three veneys for a dish of ...
... thank you as much as though I did . Anne . I pray you , Sir , walk in . Slen . I had rather walk here , I thank you ; I bruised my shin the other day with playing at sword and dagger with a master of fence , three veneys for a dish of ...
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... thank you , Sir . Page . By cock and pye , you shall not choose , Sir : come , come . Slen . Nay , pray you , lead the way . Page . Come on , Sir . Slen . Mistress Anne , yourself shall go first . Anne . Not I , Sir ; pray you , keep on ...
... thank you , Sir . Page . By cock and pye , you shall not choose , Sir : come , come . Slen . Nay , pray you , lead the way . Page . Come on , Sir . Slen . Mistress Anne , yourself shall go first . Anne . Not I , Sir ; pray you , keep on ...
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... thank thee for that humour . : Fal . O , she did so course o'er my exteriors with such a greedy intention , that the appetite of her eye did seem to scorch me up like a burning - glass ! Here's another letter to her she bears the purse ...
... thank thee for that humour . : Fal . O , she did so course o'er my exteriors with such a greedy intention , that the appetite of her eye did seem to scorch me up like a burning - glass ! Here's another letter to her she bears the purse ...
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Страница 482 - Now, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Страница 321 - Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Страница 148 - Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art. But this rough magic I here abjure, and, when I have required Some heavenly music, which even now I do, To work mine end upon their senses that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll drown my book.
Страница 221 - That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault ; if it confess A natural guiltiness such as is his, Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life.
Страница 125 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Страница 219 - Alas ! alas ! 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.
Страница 390 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power; And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.