The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical: |
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Стр. 81
... your son with a patch of velvet on's face ; whether there be a scar under't , or no
, the velvet knows , but ' tis a goodly patch of velvet ; his left cheek is a cheek of
two pile and a half , but his right cheek is worn bare . Count . A scar nobly got , or
...
... your son with a patch of velvet on's face ; whether there be a scar under't , or no
, the velvet knows , but ' tis a goodly patch of velvet ; his left cheek is a cheek of
two pile and a half , but his right cheek is worn bare . Count . A scar nobly got , or
...
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To answer by the method , in the first of his heart . Oli . O , I have read it ; it is
heresie . Have you no more to say ? Vio . Good Madam , let me fee your face . Oli
. Have you any commission from your Lord to negotiate with my face ? you are
now ...
To answer by the method , in the first of his heart . Oli . O , I have read it ; it is
heresie . Have you no more to say ? Vio . Good Madam , let me fee your face . Oli
. Have you any commission from your Lord to negotiate with my face ? you are
now ...
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Oh ! grief hath chang'd me , fince you faxy me last ; And careful hours with time's
deformed hand Have written ftrange defeatures in my face ; But tell me yet , dost
thou not know my voice ? E. Ant . Neither . Ægeon . Dromio , nor thou ? E. Dro .
Oh ! grief hath chang'd me , fince you faxy me last ; And careful hours with time's
deformed hand Have written ftrange defeatures in my face ; But tell me yet , dost
thou not know my voice ? E. Ant . Neither . Ægeon . Dromio , nor thou ? E. Dro .
Стр. 342
He hath a trick of Caur - de - lion's face , The accent of his tongue affecteth him :
Do you not read some tokens of my son In the large composition of this man ? K.
John . Mine eye hath well examined his parts , And finds them perfect Richard ...
He hath a trick of Caur - de - lion's face , The accent of his tongue affecteth him :
Do you not read some tokens of my son In the large composition of this man ? K.
John . Mine eye hath well examined his parts , And finds them perfect Richard ...
Стр. 344
Madam , and if my brother had my shape , And I had his , Sir Robert his , like him
; And if my legs were two such riding rods , My arms such eel - skins stuft ; my
face fo thin , ( 3 ) That in mine ear I durft not stick a rose , Left men should say ...
Madam , and if my brother had my shape , And I had his , Sir Robert his , like him
; And if my legs were two such riding rods , My arms such eel - skins stuft ; my
face fo thin , ( 3 ) That in mine ear I durft not stick a rose , Left men should say ...
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| Название | The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical: The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical (Часть 10,Том 3), William Shakespeare |
| Автор | William Shakespeare |
| Редактор | Mr. Theobald (Lewis) |
| Авторы | Henry Lintot, Charles Hitch, Jacob Tonson, Richard Tonson, Charles Corbet, Bethel Wellington, Richard Wellington, John Brindley, E. New |
| Издание: | 2 |
| Издатель | H. Lintott, 1740 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Оксфордский университет |
| Оцифровано | 12 сен 2007 |
| Экспорт цитаты | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |