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 8
... appears much joy in him ; even fo much , that joy could not fhew itself modeft enough , with- out a badge of bitter nefs . Leon . Did he break out in tears ? Meff . In great meafure . Leon . A kind overflow of kindness ; there are no ...
... appears much joy in him ; even fo much , that joy could not fhew itself modeft enough , with- out a badge of bitter nefs . Leon . Did he break out in tears ? Meff . In great meafure . Leon . A kind overflow of kindness ; there are no ...
Halaman 15
... appears that Adam Bell at that time of day was of reputation for his fkill at the bow . Ifind him again mentioned in a burlefque poem of Sir William Davenant's , called The Ling vacation in Lindan . Now lean attorney , that his cheefe ...
... appears that Adam Bell at that time of day was of reputation for his fkill at the bow . Ifind him again mentioned in a burlefque poem of Sir William Davenant's , called The Ling vacation in Lindan . Now lean attorney , that his cheefe ...
Halaman 18
... appear itself : but I will acquaint my daughter withal , that she may be the better prepared for an- fwer , if peradventure this be true . , Go you and tell ber of it . Coufins , you know what you have to do . Several cross the fage ...
... appear itself : but I will acquaint my daughter withal , that she may be the better prepared for an- fwer , if peradventure this be true . , Go you and tell ber of it . Coufins , you know what you have to do . Several cross the fage ...
Halaman 26
... appear , and there's an end . Beat . Will you not tell me who told you fo ? Bene . No , you fhall pardon me . Beat . Nor will you not tell me who you are ? Bene . Not now . Beat . That I was disdainful , and that I had my good wit out ...
... appear , and there's an end . Beat . Will you not tell me who told you fo ? Bene . No , you fhall pardon me . Beat . Nor will you not tell me who you are ? Bene . Not now . Beat . That I was disdainful , and that I had my good wit out ...
Halaman 34
... appear in me . John . Shew me briefly how . Bora . I think I told your Lordship a year fince , how much I am in the favour of Margaret , the waiting gentlewoman to Hero , John . I remember . Bora . I can , at any unfeasonable inftant of ...
... appear in me . John . Shew me briefly how . Bora . I think I told your Lordship a year fince , how much I am in the favour of Margaret , the waiting gentlewoman to Hero , John . I remember . Bora . I can , at any unfeasonable inftant of ...
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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.