The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, 第 2 巻Jewett, 1857 |
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... served Without or grudge , or grumblings : thou didst promise To bate me a full year . Pro . Dost thou forget From what a torment I did free thec ? Ari . No. Pro . Thou dost ; and think'st It much to tread the ooze of the salt deep ; To ...
... served Without or grudge , or grumblings : thou didst promise To bate me a full year . Pro . Dost thou forget From what a torment I did free thec ? Ari . No. Pro . Thou dost ; and think'st It much to tread the ooze of the salt deep ; To ...
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... serves in offices That profit us . What ho ! slave ! Caliban ! Thou earth , thou ! speak . Cal . [ within . ] There's wood enough within . Pro . Come forth , I say ; there's other business . for thee : Come , thou tortoise ! when ? Re ...
... serves in offices That profit us . What ho ! slave ! Caliban ! Thou earth , thou ! speak . Cal . [ within . ] There's wood enough within . Pro . Come forth , I say ; there's other business . for thee : Come , thou tortoise ! when ? Re ...
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... serve ! I'll bear him no more sticks , but follow thee , Thou wondrous man . Trin . A most ridiculous monster ! to make a wonder of a poor drunkard . Cal . I pr'ythee , let me bring thee where crabs grow ; And I with my long nails will ...
... serve ! I'll bear him no more sticks , but follow thee , Thou wondrous man . Trin . A most ridiculous monster ! to make a wonder of a poor drunkard . Cal . I pr'ythee , let me bring thee where crabs grow ; And I with my long nails will ...
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... serve thee . Ste . How now shall this be compassed ? Canst thou bring me to the party ? Cal . Yea , yea , my lord ; I'll yield him thee asleep , Cal . How does thy honor ? Let me lick thy Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head ...
... serve thee . Ste . How now shall this be compassed ? Canst thou bring me to the party ? Cal . Yea , yea , my lord ; I'll yield him thee asleep , Cal . How does thy honor ? Let me lick thy Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head ...
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... served us , And brought us thus together ? Fer . Sir , she ' s mortal ; But by immortal Providence she's mine ; I chose her when I could not ask my father For his advice , nor thought I had one : she Is daughter to this famous Duke of ...
... served us , And brought us thus together ? Fer . Sir , she ' s mortal ; But by immortal Providence she's mine ; I chose her when I could not ask my father For his advice , nor thought I had one : she Is daughter to this famous Duke of ...
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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
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362 ページ - 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.
60 ページ - 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.