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 - Всего страниц: 884 |
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... sirrah ? Ste . I should have been a sore one then . Alon . This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd on . [ Pointing to CALIBAN . Pro . He is as disproportion'd in his manners , As in his shape . - Go , sirrah , to my cell ; Take with ...
... sirrah ? Ste . I should have been a sore one then . Alon . This is as strange a thing as e'er I look'd on . [ Pointing to CALIBAN . Pro . He is as disproportion'd in his manners , As in his shape . - Go , sirrah , to my cell ; Take with ...
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... sirrah ? Speed . She is not within hearing , sir . Val . Why , sir , who bade you call her ? Speed . Your worship , sir ; or else I mistook . Val . Well , you'll still be too forward . Speed . And yet I was last chidden for being too ...
... sirrah ? Speed . She is not within hearing , sir . Val . Why , sir , who bade you call her ? Speed . Your worship , sir ; or else I mistook . Val . Well , you'll still be too forward . Speed . And yet I was last chidden for being too ...
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... sirrah , how did thy master part with madam Julia ? Launce . Marry , after they closed in earnest , they parted very fairly in jest . Speed . But shall she marry him ? Launce . No. Speed . How then ? Shall he marry her ? Launce . No ...
... sirrah , how did thy master part with madam Julia ? Launce . Marry , after they closed in earnest , they parted very fairly in jest . Speed . But shall she marry him ? Launce . No. Speed . How then ? Shall he marry her ? Launce . No ...
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... Sirrah , I say , forbear . - Friend Valentine , a word . Fal . My ears are stopp'd , and cannot hear good news , So much of bad already hath possess'd them . Pro . Then in dumb silence will I bury mine , For they are harsh , untuneable ...
... Sirrah , I say , forbear . - Friend Valentine , a word . Fal . My ears are stopp'd , and cannot hear good news , So much of bad already hath possess'd them . Pro . Then in dumb silence will I bury mine , For they are harsh , untuneable ...
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... sirrah , for all you are my man , go , wait upon my cousin Shallow . [ Exit SIMPLE . ] A justice of peace sometime may be beholding to his friend for a man . - I keep but three men and a boy yet , till my mother be dead ; but what ...
... sirrah , for all you are my man , go , wait upon my cousin Shallow . [ Exit SIMPLE . ] A justice of peace sometime may be beholding to his friend for a man . - I keep but three men and a boy yet , till my mother be dead ; but what ...
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