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9页
... keep himself warm , let him bear it for a difference between himself and his horfe ; for it is all the wealth that he hath left , ( 2 ) -he is no less than a stuffed man : but for the fluffing well we are all mortal . ] Thus has this ...
... keep himself warm , let him bear it for a difference between himself and his horfe ; for it is all the wealth that he hath left , ( 2 ) -he is no less than a stuffed man : but for the fluffing well we are all mortal . ] Thus has this ...
第11页
... keep your Ladyfhip ftill in that mind ! fo fome gentleman or other thall ' fcape a predefti- nate fcratched face . Beat . Scratching could not make it worse , an ' were fuch a face as yours were . Bene . Well , you are a rare parrot ...
... keep your Ladyfhip ftill in that mind ! fo fome gentleman or other thall ' fcape a predefti- nate fcratched face . Beat . Scratching could not make it worse , an ' were fuch a face as yours were . Bene . Well , you are a rare parrot ...
第12页
... keep your way a God's name , I have done . Beat . You always end with a jade's trick ; I know you of old . Pedro . This is the fum of all : Leonato- Signior Claudio , and Signior Benedick , - my dear friend Leonato hath invited you all ...
... keep your way a God's name , I have done . Beat . You always end with a jade's trick ; I know you of old . Pedro . This is the fum of all : Leonato- Signior Claudio , and Signior Benedick , - my dear friend Leonato hath invited you all ...
第25页
... Margaret ; Benedick a little lower converfes with Beatrices and fo every man talks with his woman once round . VOL . III . C Marg . And God keep him out of my fight ABOUT NOTHING . 25 Balth. I love you the better; the hearers ...
... Margaret ; Benedick a little lower converfes with Beatrices and fo every man talks with his woman once round . VOL . III . C Marg . And God keep him out of my fight ABOUT NOTHING . 25 Balth. I love you the better; the hearers ...
第26页
... keep him out of my fight when the dance is done ! Anfwer , clerk . Balth . No more words , the clerk is answered . Urf . I know you well enough ; you are Signior Antonio . Ant . At a word I am not . Urf . I know you by the wagling of ...
... keep him out of my fight when the dance is done ! Anfwer , clerk . Balth . No more words , the clerk is answered . Urf . I know you well enough ; you are Signior Antonio . Ant . At a word I am not . Urf . I know you by the wagling of ...
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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.