The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Volume 3R. Crowder, 1772 |
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Halaman 18
... I'll unclafp my heart , And take her hearing prifoner with the force And ftrong encounter of my amorous tale : Then , after , to her father will I break ; And the conclufion is , fhe fhall be thine . In practice let us put it prefently ...
... I'll unclafp my heart , And take her hearing prifoner with the force And ftrong encounter of my amorous tale : Then , after , to her father will I break ; And the conclufion is , fhe fhall be thine . In practice let us put it prefently ...
Halaman 23
... I'll none ; Adam's fons are my brethren , and truly I hold it a fin to match in my kindred . Leon . Daughter , remember what I told you ; if the Prince do folicit you in that kind , you know your answer . Beat . The fault will be in the ...
... I'll none ; Adam's fons are my brethren , and truly I hold it a fin to match in my kindred . Leon . Daughter , remember what I told you ; if the Prince do folicit you in that kind , you know your answer . Beat . The fault will be in the ...
Halaman 27
... I'll tell him what you fay . Beat . Do , do , he'll but break a comparison or two on me ; which , peradventure , not marked , or not laughed at , ftrikes him into melancholy , and then there's a partridge wing faved , for the fool will ...
... I'll tell him what you fay . Beat . Do , do , he'll but break a comparison or two on me ; which , peradventure , not marked , or not laughed at , ftrikes him into melancholy , and then there's a partridge wing faved , for the fool will ...
Halaman 28
... I'll leave you . [ Exit Bene . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! now will he creep into fedges . But that my Lady Beatrice fhould know me , and not know me ! the Prince's fool ! ha ? it may be I go under that title , because I am merry ; yea ...
... I'll leave you . [ Exit Bene . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! now will he creep into fedges . But that my Lady Beatrice fhould know me , and not know me ! the Prince's fool ! ha ? it may be I go under that title , because I am merry ; yea ...
Halaman 31
... I'll be fworn , if he be fo , his conceit is falfe . Here , Clandio , I have wooed in thy name , and fair Hero is won ; I have broke with her father , and his good will obtained ; name the day of mar riage , and God give thee joy . Leon ...
... I'll be fworn , if he be fo , his conceit is falfe . Here , Clandio , I have wooed in thy name , and fair Hero is won ; I have broke with her father , and his good will obtained ; name the day of mar riage , and God give thee joy . Leon ...
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Halaman 124 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
Halaman 281 - For you there's rosemary and rue; these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long: Grace and remembrance be to you both, And welcome to our shearing!
Halaman 229 - Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Halaman 213 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.