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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... never sad , but when she sleeps ; and not ever sad then , for I have heard my daughter say , she hath often dreamed of unhappiness , and waked herself with laughing . D. Pedro . She cannot endure to hear tell of a husband . Leon . O ...
... never sad , but when she sleeps ; and not ever sad then , for I have heard my daughter say , she hath often dreamed of unhappiness , and waked herself with laughing . D. Pedro . She cannot endure to hear tell of a husband . Leon . O ...
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... never . Then sigh not so , But let them go , And be you blithe and bonny , Converting all your sounds of woe Into , Hey nonny , nonny . Sing no more ditties , sing no mo , Or dumps so dull and heavy ; The frauds of men were ever so ...
... never . Then sigh not so , But let them go , And be you blithe and bonny , Converting all your sounds of woe Into , Hey nonny , nonny . Sing no more ditties , sing no mo , Or dumps so dull and heavy ; The frauds of men were ever so ...
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... never to let Beatrice know of it . Urs . Why did you so ? Doth not the gentleman Deserve as full , as fortunate a bed , As ever Beatrice shall couch upon ? Hero . O God of love ! I know , he doth deserve As much as may be yielded to a ...
... never to let Beatrice know of it . Urs . Why did you so ? Doth not the gentleman Deserve as full , as fortunate a bed , As ever Beatrice shall couch upon ? Hero . O God of love ! I know , he doth deserve As much as may be yielded to a ...
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... never yet philosopher , That could endure the tooth - ache patiently , However they have writ the style of gods ... never lay thy hand upon thy sword , I fear thee not . Claud . Marry , beshrew my hand , If it should give your age such ...
... never yet philosopher , That could endure the tooth - ache patiently , However they have writ the style of gods ... never lay thy hand upon thy sword , I fear thee not . Claud . Marry , beshrew my hand , If it should give your age such ...
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... never so truly turned over and over , as my poor self , in love . Marry , I cannot show it in rhyme ; I have tried : I can find out no rhyme to " lady but " baby , " an innocent rhyme ; for " scorn , " " horn , " a hard rhyme ; for ...
... never so truly turned over and over , as my poor self , in love . Marry , I cannot show it in rhyme ; I have tried : I can find out no rhyme to " lady but " baby , " an innocent rhyme ; for " scorn , " " horn , " a hard rhyme ; for ...
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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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Страница 194 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
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