The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: The merry wives of Windsor. Twelfth night. Measure for measure. Much ado about nothingT. Bensley, 1800 |
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الصفحة 7
... thank you . Shal . Sir , I thank you ; by yea and no , I do . Page . I am glad to see you , good master Slender . Slen . How does your fallow greyhound , fir ? I heard fay , he was out - run on Cotfale . Page . It could not be judg'd ...
... thank you . Shal . Sir , I thank you ; by yea and no , I do . Page . I am glad to see you , good master Slender . Slen . How does your fallow greyhound , fir ? I heard fay , he was out - run on Cotfale . Page . It could not be judg'd ...
الصفحة 13
... thank you as much as though I did . Anne . I pray you , fir , walk in . Slen . I had rather walk here , I thank you : I bruis'd my fhin the other day with playing at fword and dagger with a master of fence , three veneys for a difh of ...
... thank you as much as though I did . Anne . I pray you , fir , walk in . Slen . I had rather walk here , I thank you : I bruis'd my fhin the other day with playing at fword and dagger with a master of fence , three veneys for a difh of ...
الصفحة 14
... thank you , fir . Page . By cock and pye , you shall not choose , fir : come , come . Slen . Nay , pray you , lead the way . Page . Come on , fir . Slen . Mistress Anne , yourself shall go first . Anne . Not I , fir ; pray you keep on ...
... thank you , fir . Page . By cock and pye , you shall not choose , fir : come , come . Slen . Nay , pray you , lead the way . Page . Come on , fir . Slen . Mistress Anne , yourself shall go first . Anne . Not I , fir ; pray you keep on ...
الصفحة 17
... thank thee for that humour . Fal . O , fhe did fo course o'er my exteriors with fuch a greedy intention , that the appetite of her eye did feem to fcorch me up like a burning glafs ! Here's another letter to her : fhe bears the purse to ...
... thank thee for that humour . Fal . O , fhe did fo course o'er my exteriors with fuch a greedy intention , that the appetite of her eye did feem to fcorch me up like a burning glafs ! Here's another letter to her : fhe bears the purse to ...
الصفحة 22
... thank heaven . Fent . [ Witbin . ] Who's within there ? ho ! Quick . Who's there , I trow ? Come near the house , I pray you . Enter FENTON . Fent . How now , good woman ? How doft thou ? Quick . The better , that it pleafes your good ...
... thank heaven . Fent . [ Witbin . ] Who's within there ? ho ! Quick . Who's there , I trow ? Come near the house , I pray you . Enter FENTON . Fent . How now , good woman ? How doft thou ? Quick . The better , that it pleafes your good ...
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Afide againſt Anne anſwer bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick better Bora brother Caius Claud Claudio coufin defire doft Dogb doth Duke Efcal Enter Exeunt Exit faid FALSTAFF feems fent fhall fignior fir John firſt fome fool Ford foul fpeak friar fuch fure gentleman give hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter Hero himſelf Hoft honeſt honour houfe houſe huſband Ifab Illyria itſelf knave lady Leon Leonato Lucio mafter mafter Brook maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs miſtreſs Ford moft moſt muſt myſelf night Pedro Pift pleaſe Pompey pray preſent prince priſon Prov Provoft purpoſe Quick Re-enter reaſon ſay SCENE ſee Shal ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK SIR TOBY SIR TOBY BELCH Slen ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtrange tell thee there's theſe thou art thouſand to-morrow uſe wife Windfor woman yourſelf
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الصفحة 56 - 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...
الصفحة 38 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
الصفحة 25 - Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : How would you be, If He, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
الصفحة 1 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.