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 - 884 страници |
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... hath the pestilence ; to sigh , like a schoolboy that hath lost his A B C ; to weep , like a young wench that hath buried her grandam ; to fast , like one that takes diet ; to watch , like one that fears robbing ; to speak puling , like ...
... hath the pestilence ; to sigh , like a schoolboy that hath lost his A B C ; to weep , like a young wench that hath buried her grandam ; to fast , like one that takes diet ; to watch , like one that fears robbing ; to speak puling , like ...
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... hath not writ to me ? Speed . What need she , when she hath made you write to yourself ? Why , do you not perceive the jest ? Val . No , believe me . Speed . No believing you , indeed , sir : but did you perceive her earnest ? Val . She ...
... hath not writ to me ? Speed . What need she , when she hath made you write to yourself ? Why , do you not perceive the jest ? Val . No , believe me . Speed . No believing you , indeed , sir : but did you perceive her earnest ? Val . She ...
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... hath twenty pair of eyes . Thu. They say , that love hath not an eye at all . Val . To see such lovers , Thurio , as yourself : Upon a homely object love can wink . Enter PROTEUS . Sil . Have done , have done . Here comes the gen ...
... hath twenty pair of eyes . Thu. They say , that love hath not an eye at all . Val . To see such lovers , Thurio , as yourself : Upon a homely object love can wink . Enter PROTEUS . Sil . Have done , have done . Here comes the gen ...
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... hath a tongue , I say , is no man , If with his tongue he cannot win a woman . Duke . But she I mean is promis'd by her friends Unto a youthful gentleman of worth , And kept severely from resort of men , That no man hath access by day ...
... hath a tongue , I say , is no man , If with his tongue he cannot win a woman . Duke . But she I mean is promis'd by her friends Unto a youthful gentleman of worth , And kept severely from resort of men , That no man hath access by day ...
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... hath had gossips : yet ' tis a maid , for she is her master's maid , and serves for wages . She hath more qualities than a water- spaniel , which is much in a bare Christian . Here is the cat - log [ pulling out a paper ] of her ...
... hath had gossips : yet ' tis a maid , for she is her master's maid , and serves for wages . She hath more qualities than a water- spaniel , which is much in a bare Christian . Here is the cat - log [ pulling out a paper ] of her ...
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Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin crown daughter death doth Duke duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE Shal shame signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir John sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
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