Much Ado about Nothing: From the Cambridge Text of William Aldis WrightD. Estes and Company, 1900 |
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Sivu 15
... troth , I speak my thought . Claud . And , in faith , my lord , I spoke mine . Bene . And , by my two faiths and troths , my lord , I spoke mine . Claud . That I love her , I feel . D. Pedro . That she is worthy , I know . 196 Bene ...
... troth , I speak my thought . Claud . And , in faith , my lord , I spoke mine . Bene . And , by my two faiths and troths , my lord , I spoke mine . Claud . That I love her , I feel . D. Pedro . That she is worthy , I know . 196 Bene ...
Sivu 23
... troth , niece , thou wilt never get thee a husband , if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue . Ant . In faith , she's too curst . Beat . Too curst is more than curst : I shall lessen God's sending that way ; for it is said , ' God sends a ...
... troth , niece , thou wilt never get thee a husband , if thou be so shrewd of thy tongue . Ant . In faith , she's too curst . Beat . Too curst is more than curst : I shall lessen God's sending that way ; for it is said , ' God sends a ...
Sivu 30
... Troth , my lord , I have played the part of Lady Fame . I found him here as melancholy as a lodge in a warren : I told him , and I think I told him true , that your Grace had got the good will of this young lady ; and I offered him my ...
... Troth , my lord , I have played the part of Lady Fame . I found him here as melancholy as a lodge in a warren : I told him , and I think I told him true , that your Grace had got the good will of this young lady ; and I offered him my ...
Sivu 34
... troth , a pleasant - spirited lady . Leon . There's little of the melancholy element in her , my lord : she is never sad but when she sleeps , and not ever sad then ; for I have heard my daughter say , she hath often dreamed of unhap ...
... troth , a pleasant - spirited lady . Leon . There's little of the melancholy element in her , my lord : she is never sad but when she sleeps , and not ever sad then ; for I have heard my daughter say , she hath often dreamed of unhap ...
Sivu 41
... troth , a good song . Balth . And an ill singer , my lord . D. Pedro . 65 70 Ha , no , no , faith ; thou singest well enough for a shift . Bene . An he had been a dog that should have howled thus , they would have hanged him ; and I ...
... troth , a good song . Balth . And an ill singer , my lord . D. Pedro . 65 70 Ha , no , no , faith ; thou singest well enough for a shift . Bene . An he had been a dog that should have howled thus , they would have hanged him ; and I ...
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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
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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.