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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... dost thou know my lady Silvia ? Speed . She , that you gaze on so , as she sits at supper ? Val . Hast thou observed that ? even she I mean . Speed . Why , sir , I know her not . Val . Dost thou know her by my gazing on her , and yet ...
... dost thou know my lady Silvia ? Speed . She , that you gaze on so , as she sits at supper ? Val . Hast thou observed that ? even she I mean . Speed . Why , sir , I know her not . Val . Dost thou know her by my gazing on her , and yet ...
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... dost ; and , indeed , with most painful feeling of thy speech : I will , out of thine own confession , learn to begin thy health ; but , whilst I live , forget to drink after thee . 1 Gent . I think , I have done myself wrong , have I ...
... dost ; and , indeed , with most painful feeling of thy speech : I will , out of thine own confession , learn to begin thy health ; but , whilst I live , forget to drink after thee . 1 Gent . I think , I have done myself wrong , have I ...
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... dost thou not speak , Elbow ? Clo . He cannot , sir : he's out at elbow . Ang . What are you , sir ? Elb . He , sir ... Dost thou detest her therefore ? Elb . I say , sir , I will detest myself also , as well as the , that this house ...
... dost thou not speak , Elbow ? Clo . He cannot , sir : he's out at elbow . Ang . What are you , sir ? Elb . He , sir ... Dost thou detest her therefore ? Elb . I say , sir , I will detest myself also , as well as the , that this house ...
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... dost thou ask again ? Prov . Lest I might be too rash . Under your good correction , I have seen , When , after execution , judgment hath Repented o'er his doom . Ang . Go to ; let that be mine : Do you your office , or give up your ...
... dost thou ask again ? Prov . Lest I might be too rash . Under your good correction , I have seen , When , after execution , judgment hath Repented o'er his doom . Ang . Go to ; let that be mine : Do you your office , or give up your ...
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... Dost thou desire her foully for those things Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak , Than the soft myrtle ; but man , proud man ! Drest in a little brief authority , Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd , His glassy essence , like ...
... Dost thou desire her foully for those things Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak , Than the soft myrtle ; but man , proud man ! Drest in a little brief authority , Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd , His glassy essence , like ...
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