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
... must , expect of me to tell you how . Leon . He hath an uncle here in Meffina will be very much glad of it . Meff . I have already delivered him letters , and there appears much joy in him ; even fo much , that joy could not fhew itself ...
... must , expect of me to tell you how . Leon . He hath an uncle here in Meffina will be very much glad of it . Meff . I have already delivered him letters , and there appears much joy in him ; even fo much , that joy could not fhew itself ...
Halaman 9
... must not , Sir , mistake my niece ; there is a kind of merry war betwixt Signior Benedick and her ; they never meet but there's a fkirmish of wit between them . Beat . Alas ! he gets nothing by that . In our laft conflict four of his ...
... must not , Sir , mistake my niece ; there is a kind of merry war betwixt Signior Benedick and her ; they never meet but there's a fkirmish of wit between them . Beat . Alas ! he gets nothing by that . In our laft conflict four of his ...
Halaman 19
... must be fad when I have caufe , and fimile at no man's jefts ; eat when I have ftomach , and wait for no man's leifure ; fleep when I am drowsy , and tend on no man's business ; laugh when I am merry , and claw no man in his humour ...
... must be fad when I have caufe , and fimile at no man's jefts ; eat when I have ftomach , and wait for no man's leifure ; fleep when I am drowsy , and tend on no man's business ; laugh when I am merry , and claw no man in his humour ...
Halaman 24
... must own this paffage for a long while appeared very obfcure to me and gave me much trouble in attempt ing to understand it . Hero fays to Don Pedro , God forbid the lute should be like the cafe ! . e . that your face fhould be as ...
... must own this paffage for a long while appeared very obfcure to me and gave me much trouble in attempt ing to understand it . Hero fays to Don Pedro , God forbid the lute should be like the cafe ! . e . that your face fhould be as ...
Halaman 27
... must follow the leaders . [ Mufick within . Bene . In every good thing . Beat . Nay , if they lead to any ill , I will leave them at the next turning . [ Exeunt . Manent JOHN , BORACHIO and CLAUDIO . John . Sure my brother is amorous on ...
... must follow the leaders . [ Mufick within . Bene . In every good thing . Beat . Nay , if they lead to any ill , I will leave them at the next turning . [ Exeunt . Manent JOHN , BORACHIO and CLAUDIO . John . Sure my brother is amorous on ...
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Afide againſt Aglet anfwer Antigonus Aquitain Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Biron Bohemia Bora Borachio Boyet brother Camillo Claud Claudio Coft Coftard coufin daughter defire doft Dogb doth elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair Fair Ladies falfe father feems feen fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fince fing firſt fome fool foul fpeak Friar ftand fuch fure fwear fweet fworn gentleman grace hath hear heart Hermione Hero himſelf honeft honour Jaquenetta kifs King Lady lefs Leon Leonato Lord Madam mafter marry moft moſt Moth muft muſt myſelf Navarre never paffage Paul Paulina perfon pleaſe Polixenes Pompey praife praiſe pray prefent Prince Princefs Queen reafon Rofa ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia Signior ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe theſe thofe tongue troth whofe wife word yourſelf
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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.