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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... fool when he dedicates his behaviours to love , will , after he hath laughed at such shallow follies in others , become the argument of his own scorn by falling in love : and such a man is Claudio . I have known , when there was no ...
... fool when he dedicates his behaviours to love , will , after he hath laughed at such shallow follies in others , become the argument of his own scorn by falling in love : and such a man is Claudio . I have known , when there was no ...
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... fool's the fool . But seest thou not what a deformed thief this fashion is ? Watch . [ Aside . ] I know that Deformed ; a ' has been a vile thief this seven year : a ' goes up and down like a gentleman . I remember his name . Bora ...
... fool's the fool . But seest thou not what a deformed thief this fashion is ? Watch . [ Aside . ] I know that Deformed ; a ' has been a vile thief this seven year : a ' goes up and down like a gentleman . I remember his name . Bora ...
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... fool , trow ? Marg . Nothing I ; but God send every one their heart's desire ! Hero . These gloves the count sent me , they are an excellent perfume . Beat . I am stuffed , cousin ; I cannot smell . Marg . A maid , and stuffed ! there's ...
... fool , trow ? Marg . Nothing I ; but God send every one their heart's desire ! Hero . These gloves the count sent me , they are an excellent perfume . Beat . I am stuffed , cousin ; I cannot smell . Marg . A maid , and stuffed ! there's ...
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... fool said , and so say I , and I the fool . Well proved , wit ! By the lord , this love is as mad as Ajax : it kills sheep ; it kills me , I a sheep . Well proved again o ' my side ! I will not love ; if I do , hang me : i'faith , I ...
... fool said , and so say I , and I the fool . Well proved , wit ! By the lord , this love is as mad as Ajax : it kills sheep ; it kills me , I a sheep . Well proved again o ' my side ! I will not love ; if I do , hang me : i'faith , I ...
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... fool appear ! Long . Ay me ! I am forsworn . Biron . [ Aside . ] Why , he comes in like a perjure , wearing papers . King . [ Aside . ] In love , I hope . Sweet fellowship in shame ! Biron . [ Aside . ] One drunkard loves another of the ...
... fool appear ! Long . Ay me ! I am forsworn . Biron . [ Aside . ] Why , he comes in like a perjure , wearing papers . King . [ Aside . ] In love , I hope . Sweet fellowship in shame ! Biron . [ Aside . ] One drunkard loves another of the ...
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