Much Ado about Nothing: From the Cambridge Text of William Aldis WrightD. Estes and Company, 1900 |
Kirjan sisältä
Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 32
Sivu 8
... Beat . I pray you , is Signior Mountanto returned from the wars or no ? 26 Mess . I know none of that name , lady : there was none such in the army of any sort . Leon . What is he that you ask for , niece ? Hero . My cousin means ...
... Beat . I pray you , is Signior Mountanto returned from the wars or no ? 26 Mess . I know none of that name , lady : there was none such in the army of any sort . Leon . What is he that you ask for , niece ? Hero . My cousin means ...
Sivu 9
... Beat . You had musty victual , and he hath holp to eat it : he is a very valiant trencher - man ; he hath an excellent stomach . Mess . And a good soldier too , lady . Beat . And a good soldier to a lady ; but what is he to a lord ? 46 ...
... Beat . You had musty victual , and he hath holp to eat it : he is a very valiant trencher - man ; he hath an excellent stomach . Mess . And a good soldier too , lady . Beat . And a good soldier to a lady ; but what is he to a lord ? 46 ...
Sivu 10
... Beat . Do , good friend . Leon . You will never run mad , niece . Beat . No , not till a hot January . 75 Mess . Don Pedro is approached . 79 Enter DON PEDRO , DON JOHN , CLAUDIO , BENEDICK , and BALTHASAR . D. Pedro . Good Signior ...
... Beat . Do , good friend . Leon . You will never run mad , niece . Beat . No , not till a hot January . 75 Mess . Don Pedro is approached . 79 Enter DON PEDRO , DON JOHN , CLAUDIO , BENEDICK , and BALTHASAR . D. Pedro . Good Signior ...
Sivu 11
... Beat . I wonder that you will still be talking , Signior Benedick : nobody marks you . Bene . 100 What , my dear Lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? Beat . Is it possible disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as ...
... Beat . I wonder that you will still be talking , Signior Benedick : nobody marks you . Bene . 100 What , my dear Lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? Beat . Is it possible disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as ...
Sivu 12
... Beat . Scratching could not make it worse , an ' twere such a face as yours were . Bene . Well , you are a rare parrot - teacher . 116 Beat . A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours . 119 Bene . I would my horse had the ...
... Beat . Scratching could not make it worse , an ' twere such a face as yours were . Bene . Well , you are a rare parrot - teacher . 116 Beat . A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours . 119 Bene . I would my horse had the ...
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Much ADO about Nothing: From the Cambridge Text of William Aldis Wright William Shakespeare Esikatselu ei käytettävissä - 2015 |
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accused Alexander Dyce answer Balth BALTHASAR Beat Bene Bora Borachio brother choly Claud Count Claudio cousin Cupid dare daughter DOGBERRY and VERGES Don John Dost thou doth edition Enter DON PEDRO Enter LEONATO Etchings and Photogravures Exeunt Exit eyes faith fashion father Folio fool Friar gentleman give Grace hang hath hear heart Hero Hero's History of France hither honest honour husband kill Lady Beatrice Leon LEONATO's house look lord maid Marg Margaret marriage marry Master constable melan merry Mess Messina morocco morrow never niece night Octavo offend ornithology praise pray thee prince and Claudio prince's Quarto SCENE Shakespeare Signior Benedick Signior Leonato sing slander sorrow wag soul speak swear sweet tell thank there's thou wilt to-morrow to-night tongue troth Ursula villain villany Watch wear William Aldis Wright William Shakespeare words
Suositut otteet
Sivu 84 - Of every hearer ; for it so falls out » That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Sivu 58 - Why then, take no note of him, but let him go ; and presently call the rest of the watch together, and thank God you are rid of a knave.
Sivu 40 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.