Much Ado about Nothing: From the Cambridge Text of William Aldis WrightD. Estes and Company, 1900 |
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Sivu 10
... Grace : for trouble being gone , comfort should remain ; but when you depart from me , sorrow abides , and happiness takes his leave . 86 D. Pedro . You embrace your charge too will . IO [ Act I Much Ado About Nothing Much Ado About ...
... Grace : for trouble being gone , comfort should remain ; but when you depart from me , sorrow abides , and happiness takes his leave . 86 D. Pedro . You embrace your charge too will . IO [ Act I Much Ado About Nothing Much Ado About ...
Sivu 17
... leave you . [ Exit . 251 Claud . My liege , your highness now may do me good . D. Pedro . My love is thine to teach : teach it but how , And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good . Claud . Hath ...
... leave you . [ Exit . 251 Claud . My liege , your highness now may do me good . D. Pedro . My love is thine to teach : teach it but how , And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good . Claud . Hath ...
Sivu 27
... thing . Beat . Nay , if they lead to any ill , I will leave them at the next turning . 135 [ Dance . Then exeunt all except Don John , Scene I ] Much Ado About Nothing 27 Flexible Leather, Illustrated 27 Titus Andronicus.
... thing . Beat . Nay , if they lead to any ill , I will leave them at the next turning . 135 [ Dance . Then exeunt all except Don John , Scene I ] Much Ado About Nothing 27 Flexible Leather, Illustrated 27 Titus Andronicus.
Sivu 29
... leave me . 175 Bene . Ho ! now you strike like the blind man ; ' twas the boy that stole your meat , and you'll beat the post . Claud . If it will not be , I'll leave you . [ Exit . Bene . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! now will he creep into ...
... leave me . 175 Bene . Ho ! now you strike like the blind man ; ' twas the boy that stole your meat , and you'll beat the post . Claud . If it will not be , I'll leave you . [ Exit . Bene . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! now will he creep into ...
Sivu 48
... leave us alone . Marg . I'll make her come , I warrant you , pres- ently . [ Exit . Hero . Now , Ursula , when Beatrice doth come , 15 As we do trace this alley up and down , Our talk must only be of Benedick . When I do name him , let ...
... leave us alone . Marg . I'll make her come , I warrant you , pres- ently . [ Exit . Hero . Now , Ursula , when Beatrice doth come , 15 As we do trace this alley up and down , Our talk must only be of Benedick . When I do name him , let ...
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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
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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.