The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 sider |
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... fear'd to show my father Julia's letter , Lest he should take exceptions to my love ; | And , with the vantage of ... fears robbing ; to speak puling , like a beggar at Hallowmas . You were wont , when you laugh'd , to crow like a cock ...
... fear'd to show my father Julia's letter , Lest he should take exceptions to my love ; | And , with the vantage of ... fears robbing ; to speak puling , like a beggar at Hallowmas . You were wont , when you laugh'd , to crow like a cock ...
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... fear me , he will scarce be pleas'd withal . Jul . That is the least , Lucetta , of my fear . A thousand oaths , an ocean of his tears , And instances as infinite of love , Warrant me welcome to my Proteus . Luc . All these are servants ...
... fear me , he will scarce be pleas'd withal . Jul . That is the least , Lucetta , of my fear . A thousand oaths , an ocean of his tears , And instances as infinite of love , Warrant me welcome to my Proteus . Luc . All these are servants ...
Side 37
... fear of Got in a riot . The council , look you , shall desire to hear the fear of Got , and not to hear a t ; take your vizaments in that . Shal . Ha ! o ' my life , if I were young again the word should end it . Eva . It is petter that ...
... fear of Got in a riot . The council , look you , shall desire to hear the fear of Got , and not to hear a t ; take your vizaments in that . Shal . Ha ! o ' my life , if I were young again the word should end it . Eva . It is petter that ...
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... fear to use and liberty , Which have for long run by the hideous law , As mice by lions , ) hath pick'd out an act , Under whose heavy sense your brother's life Falls into forfeit : he arrests him on it , And follows close the rigour of ...
... fear to use and liberty , Which have for long run by the hideous law , As mice by lions , ) hath pick'd out an act , Under whose heavy sense your brother's life Falls into forfeit : he arrests him on it , And follows close the rigour of ...
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... fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm : thy best of rest is sleep , And that thou oft provok'st , yet grossly fear'st Thy death , which is no more . Thou art not thyself ; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue ...
... fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm : thy best of rest is sleep , And that thou oft provok'st , yet grossly fear'st Thy death , which is no more . Thou art not thyself ; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue ...
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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 Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE Shal shame signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir John sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
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Side 194 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Side 63 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.