The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, 第 3 卷R. Crowder, 1772 |
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第66页
... Sweet Prince , you learn me noble thankful- There , Lecnato , take her back again ; Give not this rotten orange to your friend . [ nefs : She's but the fign and femblance of her honour : Behold how like a maid fhe blufhes here ! O ...
... Sweet Prince , you learn me noble thankful- There , Lecnato , take her back again ; Give not this rotten orange to your friend . [ nefs : She's but the fign and femblance of her honour : Behold how like a maid fhe blufhes here ! O ...
第67页
... Sweet Prince , why fpeak not you ? Pedro . What fhould I fpeak ? I ftand difhonoured , that have gone about To link my dear friend to a common stale . Leon . Are these things spoken , or do I but dream ? John . Sir , they are fpoken ...
... Sweet Prince , why fpeak not you ? Pedro . What fhould I fpeak ? I ftand difhonoured , that have gone about To link my dear friend to a common stale . Leon . Are these things spoken , or do I but dream ? John . Sir , they are fpoken ...
第75页
... Sweet Hero ! fhe is wronged , fhe is flan- dered , she is undone . Bene . Beat Beat . Princes and counts ! furely a princely tefti- mony , a goodly count - comfect , a fweet gallant , furely ! O that I were a man for his fake ! or that ...
... Sweet Hero ! fhe is wronged , fhe is flan- dered , she is undone . Bene . Beat Beat . Princes and counts ! furely a princely tefti- mony , a goodly count - comfect , a fweet gallant , furely ! O that I were a man for his fake ! or that ...
第88页
... Sweet Prince , let me go no further to mine anfwer : do you hear me , and let this Count kill me : 1 have deceived even your very eyes ; what } your wifdoms could not discover , thefe fhallow fools have 88 MUCHAD O Enter DOGBERRY ...
... Sweet Prince , let me go no further to mine anfwer : do you hear me , and let this Count kill me : 1 have deceived even your very eyes ; what } your wifdoms could not discover , thefe fhallow fools have 88 MUCHAD O Enter DOGBERRY ...
第89页
... Sweet Hero ! now thy image doth appear In the rare femblance that . I loved it first .. Dogb . Come , bring away the plaintiffs . By this time our fexton hath reformed Signior Leonato of the matter ; and , masters , do not forget to ...
... Sweet Hero ! now thy image doth appear In the rare femblance that . I loved it first .. Dogb . Come , bring away the plaintiffs . By this time our fexton hath reformed Signior Leonato of the matter ; and , masters , do not forget to ...
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Afide againſt Aglet anfwer Antigonus Aquitain Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Biron Bohemia Bora Borachio Boyet brother Camillo Claud Claudio Coft Coftard coufin daughter defire doft Dogb doth elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair Fair Ladies falfe father feems feen fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fince fing firſt fome fool foul fpeak Friar ftand fuch fure fwear fweet fworn gentleman grace hath hear heart Hermione Hero himſelf honeft honour Jaquenetta kifs King Lady lefs Leon Leonato Lord Madam mafter marry moft moſt Moth muft muſt myſelf Navarre never paffage Paul Paulina perfon pleaſe Polixenes Pompey praife praiſe pray prefent Prince Princefs Queen reafon Rofa ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia Signior ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe theſe thofe tongue troth whofe wife word yourſelf
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第124页 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
第281页 - For you there's rosemary and rue; these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long: Grace and remembrance be to you both, And welcome to our shearing!
第229页 - Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
第213页 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.