Much Ado about Nothing: From the Cambridge Text of William Aldis WrightD. Estes and Company, 1900 |
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Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 9
Sivu 22
... sure , and will assist me ? Con . To the death , my lord . 60 D. John . Let us to the great supper : their cheer is the greater that I am subdued . Would the cook were of my mind ! Shall we go prove what's to be done ? Bora . We'll wait ...
... sure , and will assist me ? Con . To the death , my lord . 60 D. John . Let us to the great supper : their cheer is the greater that I am subdued . Would the cook were of my mind ! Shall we go prove what's to be done ? Bora . We'll wait ...
Sivu 27
... sure you know him well enough . Not I , believe me . Beat . Did he never make you laugh ? Bene . I pray you , what is he ? 115 Beat . Why , he is the prince's jester : a very dull fool ; only his gift is in devising impossible slanders ...
... sure you know him well enough . Not I , believe me . Beat . Did he never make you laugh ? Bene . I pray you , what is he ? 115 Beat . Why , he is the prince's jester : a very dull fool ; only his gift is in devising impossible slanders ...
Sivu 28
... Sure my brother is amorous on Hero , and hath withdrawn her father to break with him about it . The ladies follow her , and but one visor remains . Bora . And that is Claudio : I know him by his bearing . D. John . Are not you Signior ...
... Sure my brother is amorous on Hero , and hath withdrawn her father to break with him about it . The ladies follow her , and but one visor remains . Bora . And that is Claudio : I know him by his bearing . D. John . Are not you Signior ...
Sivu 34
... sure , my lord , my mother cried ; but then there was a star danced , and under that was I born . Cousins , God give you joy ! - Leon . Niece , will you look to those things I told you of ? Beat . I cry you mercy , uncle . pardon . 305 ...
... sure , my lord , my mother cried ; but then there was a star danced , and under that was I born . Cousins , God give you joy ! - Leon . Niece , will you look to those things I told you of ? Beat . I cry you mercy , uncle . pardon . 305 ...
Sivu 42
... I should think this a gull , but that the white - bearded fellow speaks it : knavery cannot , sure , hide himself in such reverence . 111 Claud . He hath ta'en the infection : hold it 42 Much Ado About Nothing [ Act II.
... I should think this a gull , but that the white - bearded fellow speaks it : knavery cannot , sure , hide himself in such reverence . 111 Claud . He hath ta'en the infection : hold it 42 Much Ado About Nothing [ Act II.
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Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
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.