The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Nide 2Jewett, 1857 |
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Sivu 28
... fool ; it is but trash . Trin . O , ho , monster ; we know what belongs to a frippery ; -O King Stephano ! Ste . Put off that gown , Trinculo ; by this hand , I'll have that gown . Trin . Thy grace shall have it . Cal . The dropsy drown ...
... fool ; it is but trash . Trin . O , ho , monster ; we know what belongs to a frippery ; -O King Stephano ! Ste . Put off that gown , Trinculo ; by this hand , I'll have that gown . Trin . Thy grace shall have it . Cal . The dropsy drown ...
Sivu 41
... fool . Val . So , by your circumstance , I fear you'll prove . Pro . ' T is love you cavil at ; I am not love . Val . Love is your master , for he masters you : And he that is so yokéd by a fool , Methinks should not be chronicled for ...
... fool . Val . So , by your circumstance , I fear you'll prove . Pro . ' T is love you cavil at ; I am not love . Val . Love is your master , for he masters you : And he that is so yokéd by a fool , Methinks should not be chronicled for ...
Sivu 44
... fool is she , that knows I am a maid , And would not force the letter to my view ? Since maids , in modesty , say " No , " to that Which they would have the profferer construe " Ay . " Fie , fie ! how wayward is this foolish love , That ...
... fool is she , that knows I am a maid , And would not force the letter to my view ? Since maids , in modesty , say " No , " to that Which they would have the profferer construe " Ay . " Fie , fie ! how wayward is this foolish love , That ...
Sivu 52
... fool , I meant not thee , I meant thy master . Speed . I tell thee , my master is become a hot lover . Laun . Why , I tell thee , I care not though he Speed . Come on , you mad - cap , I'll to the ale - burn himself in love . If thou ...
... fool , I meant not thee , I meant thy master . Speed . I tell thee , my master is become a hot lover . Laun . Why , I tell thee , I care not though he Speed . Come on , you mad - cap , I'll to the ale - burn himself in love . If thou ...
Sivu 58
... fool , look you ; and yet I have the wit to think my master is a kind of a knave : but that's all one , if he be but one knave . He lives not now , that knows me to be in love ; yet I am in love ; but a team of horse shall not pluck ...
... fool , look you ; and yet I have the wit to think my master is a kind of a knave : but that's all one , if he be but one knave . He lives not now , that knows me to be in love ; yet I am in love ; but a team of horse shall not pluck ...
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1st Lord Angelo Antonio art thou Beat Benedick better Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool Ford Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor mistress Moth never night Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pr'y thee pray prince Proteus Puck Rosalind Scene servant Shakspeare shew Shylock Signior sing Sir Toby speak Speed swear sweet tell there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio troth true What's wife woman word
Suositut otteet
Sivu 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Sivu 60 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.