The works of William Shakspeare, life, glossary &c. repr. from the early eds. and compared with recent commentators, Част 73 |
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... thing ! Hast thou forgot [ envy , The foul witch Sycorax , who , with age and Was grown into a hoop ? hast thou forgot her ? Ari . No , sir . Pro . Thou hast . speak ; tell me . Where was she born ? Ari . Sir , in Argier . Pro . O , was ...
... thing ! Hast thou forgot [ envy , The foul witch Sycorax , who , with age and Was grown into a hoop ? hast thou forgot her ? Ari . No , sir . Pro . Thou hast . speak ; tell me . Where was she born ? Ari . Sir , in Argier . Pro . O , was ...
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... thing , I say so ; he , that Caliban , Whom now I keep in service . Thou best know'st What torment I did find thee ... thing or other when thou didst not , Know thine own meaning , but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish , I endow ...
... thing , I say so ; he , that Caliban , Whom now I keep in service . Thou best know'st What torment I did find thee ... thing or other when thou didst not , Know thine own meaning , but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish , I endow ...
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... thing divine ; for nothing natural I ever saw so noble . Pro . [ Aside . ] It goes on , I see , As my soul prompts it . - Spirit , fine spirit ! Within two days for this . [ I'll free thee Fer . Most sure , the goddess On whom these ...
... thing divine ; for nothing natural I ever saw so noble . Pro . [ Aside . ] It goes on , I see , As my soul prompts it . - Spirit , fine spirit ! Within two days for this . [ I'll free thee Fer . Most sure , the goddess On whom these ...
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... thing of darkness I From strange to stranger . - Say , how came Acknowledge mine . Boats . If I did think , sir , I were well awake , I'd strive to tell you . We were dead of sleep , And ( how we know not ) all clapp'd under hatches ...
... thing of darkness I From strange to stranger . - Say , how came Acknowledge mine . Boats . If I did think , sir , I were well awake , I'd strive to tell you . We were dead of sleep , And ( how we know not ) all clapp'd under hatches ...
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... thing Val . Pardon me , Proteus ; all I can , is no- Att . Madam , my lord your father would To her , whose worth makes other worthies speak with you . tress . That you are worthless . Enter an Attendant . nothing : Sil . I wait upon ...
... thing Val . Pardon me , Proteus ; all I can , is no- Att . Madam , my lord your father would To her , whose worth makes other worthies speak with you . tress . That you are worthless . Enter an Attendant . nothing : Sil . I wait upon ...
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answer arms Attendants bear better blood bring brother comes crown daughter dead dear death dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith father fear follow fool Ford fortune France gentle give gone grace hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry hold honour hope Host hour I'll John keep king lady leave Leon live look lord madam marry master mean meet mind mistress never night noble once peace play poor pray present prince queen Rich SCENE serve soul speak Speed spirit stand stay sweet tell thank thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought thousand tongue true turn unto wife woman York young
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Страница 224 - His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Страница 8 - 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.
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Страница 547 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar-school ; and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used ; and, contrary to the king, his crown, and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill.