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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... D. CONTAINING MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING . LOVE'S LABOUR's LOST . THE WINTER - NIGHT'S TALE . LONDON : Printed for R. CROWDER , C. WARE , and T. PAYNE . M. DCC.LXXII . Kč6312 HARVARD UNIVERSITY ! LIBRAR 17 Dez 194 brown Missalice B Y ...
... D. CONTAINING MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING . LOVE'S LABOUR's LOST . THE WINTER - NIGHT'S TALE . LONDON : Printed for R. CROWDER , C. WARE , and T. PAYNE . M. DCC.LXXII . Kč6312 HARVARD UNIVERSITY ! LIBRAR 17 Dez 194 brown Missalice B Y ...
Halaman 7
... night to Meffina . Me . He is very near by this ; he was not three leagues off when I left him . Leon . How many gentlemen have you loft in this action ? Me . But few of any fort , and none of name . ( 1 ) Much Ado about Nothing ...
... night to Meffina . Me . He is very near by this ; he was not three leagues off when I left him . Leon . How many gentlemen have you loft in this action ? Me . But few of any fort , and none of name . ( 1 ) Much Ado about Nothing ...
Halaman 17
... tis once , thou loveit ; § And I will fit thee with the remedy . 1 I know we fhall have revelling to - night ;, I will affume thy part in fome difguife , las B 3 ABOUT NOTHING . 17 and the guards are but flightly bafted on neither: ...
... tis once , thou loveit ; § And I will fit thee with the remedy . 1 I know we fhall have revelling to - night ;, I will affume thy part in fome difguife , las B 3 ABOUT NOTHING . 17 and the guards are but flightly bafted on neither: ...
Halaman 18
... night in a dance ; and if he found . her accordant , he meant to take the present time by the top , and inftantly break with you of it .. Leon . Hath the fellow any wit that told you this ? Ant . A good fharp fellow ; I will fend for ...
... night in a dance ; and if he found . her accordant , he meant to take the present time by the top , and inftantly break with you of it .. Leon . Hath the fellow any wit that told you this ? Ant . A good fharp fellow ; I will fend for ...
Halaman 27
... night . We 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 ...
... night . We 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 ...
Istilah dan frasa umum
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Bagian yang populer
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.