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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... serve Got , and leave your desires , and fairies will not pinse you . Ford . Well said , fairy Hugh . Eva . And leave you your jealousies too , I pray you . Ford . I will never mistrust my wife again , till thou art able to woo her in ...
... serve Got , and leave your desires , and fairies will not pinse you . Ford . Well said , fairy Hugh . Eva . And leave you your jealousies too , I pray you . Ford . I will never mistrust my wife again , till thou art able to woo her in ...
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... serve heaven , as we love it , But as we stand in fear . Juliet . I do repent me , as it is an evil , And take the shame with joy . Duke . There rest . Your partner , as I hear , must die to - morrow , And I am going with instruction to ...
... serve heaven , as we love it , But as we stand in fear . Juliet . I do repent me , as it is an evil , And take the shame with joy . Duke . There rest . Your partner , as I hear , must die to - morrow , And I am going with instruction to ...
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... serve him ; for I do find , your hang- man is a more penitent trade than your bawd : he doth oftener ask forgiveness . Prov . You , sirrah , provide your block and your axe to - morrow , four o'clock . Abhor . Come on , bawd ; I will ...
... serve him ; for I do find , your hang- man is a more penitent trade than your bawd : he doth oftener ask forgiveness . Prov . You , sirrah , provide your block and your axe to - morrow , four o'clock . Abhor . Come on , bawd ; I will ...
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... serve To make the truth appear , where it seems hid , And hide the false seems true . Duke . Many that are not mad , Have , sure , more lack of reason . - What would you say ? Isab . I am the sister of one Claudio , Condemn'd upon the ...
... serve To make the truth appear , where it seems hid , And hide the false seems true . Duke . Many that are not mad , Have , sure , more lack of reason . - What would you say ? Isab . I am the sister of one Claudio , Condemn'd upon the ...
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... serve mad jealousy ! SCENE II . - The Same . Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse . [ Exeunt . Ant . S. The gold , I gave to Dromio , is laid up Safe at the Centaur ; and the heedful slave Is wander'd forth , in care to seek me out . By ...
... serve mad jealousy ! SCENE II . - The Same . Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse . [ Exeunt . Ant . S. The gold , I gave to Dromio , is laid up Safe at the Centaur ; and the heedful slave Is wander'd forth , in care to seek me out . By ...
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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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