The Works of William ShakespeareMacMillan, 1867 - 1075 sivua |
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... tell your piteous heart There's no harm done . Mir . Pros . O , woe the day ! ΙΟ No harm . I have done nothing but in care of thee , Of thee , my dear one , thee , my daughter , who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of ...
... tell your piteous heart There's no harm done . Mir . Pros . O , woe the day ! ΙΟ No harm . I have done nothing but in care of thee , Of thee , my dear one , thee , my daughter , who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of ...
Sivu 24
... Tell me , Panthino , what sad talk was that Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister ? Pan . ' Twas of his nephew Proteus , your son . Ant . Why , what of him ? Pan . He wonder'd that your lordship Would suffer him to spend his ...
... Tell me , Panthino , what sad talk was that Wherewith my brother held you in the cloister ? Pan . ' Twas of his nephew Proteus , your son . Ant . Why , what of him ? Pan . He wonder'd that your lordship Would suffer him to spend his ...
Sivu 29
... tell thee , my master is become a hot lover . Launce . Why , I tell thee , I care not though he burn himself in love . If thou wilt , go with me to the alehouse ; if not , thou art an Hebrew , a Jew , and not worth the name of a ...
... tell thee , my master is become a hot lover . Launce . Why , I tell thee , I care not though he burn himself in love . If thou wilt , go with me to the alehouse ; if not , thou art an Hebrew , a Jew , and not worth the name of a ...
Sivu 30
... Tell me , good my lord , What compass will you wear your farthingale ? ' Why even what fashion thou best likest , Lucetta . Luc . You must needs have them with a cod- piece , madam . Jul . Out , out , Lucetta ! that will be ill- favour ...
... Tell me , good my lord , What compass will you wear your farthingale ? ' Why even what fashion thou best likest , Lucetta . Luc . You must needs have them with a cod- piece , madam . Jul . Out , out , Lucetta ! that will be ill- favour ...
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... tell - tale nor no breed- bate : his worst fault is , that he is given to prayer ; he is something peevish that way : but nobody but has his fault ; but let that pass . Peter Sim- ple , you say your name is ? Sim . Ay , for fault of a ...
... tell - tale nor no breed- bate : his worst fault is , that he is given to prayer ; he is something peevish that way : but nobody but has his fault ; but let that pass . Peter Sim- ple , you say your name is ? Sim . Ay , for fault of a ...
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Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin crown daughter death doth Duke Duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff Farewell father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Glou grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pray Prince prithee Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier SCENE Shal shame Signior Sir John Sir John Falstaff sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto Warwick wife wilt word York ΙΟ
Suositut otteet
Sivu 192 - I am a Jew: hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by' the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Sivu 458 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
Sivu 198 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest : it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself ; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none...
Sivu 160 - When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit ; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.