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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... wife of Jupiter ; Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers Diffusest honey - drops , refreshing showers ; And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown My bosky acres , and my unshrubb'd down , Rich scarf to my proud earth ; why hath ...
... wife of Jupiter ; Who with thy saffron wings upon my flowers Diffusest honey - drops , refreshing showers ; And with each end of thy blue bow dost crown My bosky acres , and my unshrubb'd down , Rich scarf to my proud earth ; why hath ...
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... wife : I spy entertainment in her ; she discourses , she craves , she gives the leer of invitation : I can con- strue the action of her familiar style ; and the hardest voice of her behaviour , to be Englished rightly , is , " I am sir ...
... wife : I spy entertainment in her ; she discourses , she craves , she gives the leer of invitation : I can con- strue the action of her familiar style ; and the hardest voice of her behaviour , to be Englished rightly , is , " I am sir ...
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... wife . Ford . Why , sir , my wife is not young . Pist . He woos both high and low , both rich and poor , Both young and old , one with another . Ford , He loves the gally - mawfry : Ford , perpend . Ford . Love my wife ? Pist . With ...
... wife . Ford . Why , sir , my wife is not young . Pist . He woos both high and low , both rich and poor , Both young and old , one with another . Ford , He loves the gally - mawfry : Ford , perpend . Ford . Love my wife ? Pist . With ...
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... wife , I would turn her loose to him ; and what he gets more of her than sharp words , let it lie on my head . Ford . I do not misdoubt my wife , but I would be loath to turn them together . A man may be too con- fident : I would have ...
... wife , I would turn her loose to him ; and what he gets more of her than sharp words , let it lie on my head . Ford . I do not misdoubt my wife , but I would be loath to turn them together . A man may be too con- fident : I would have ...
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... wife , and Page's wife , acquainted each other how they love me ? Quick . That were a jest , indeed ! —they have not so little grace , I hope : -that were a trick , indeed ! But mistress Page would desire you to send her your little ...
... wife , and Page's wife , acquainted each other how they love me ? Quick . That were a jest , indeed ! —they have not so little grace , I hope : -that were a trick , indeed ! But mistress Page would desire you to send her your little ...
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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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Стр. 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.
Стр. 63 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.