The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by George Steevens: With a Series of Engravings, from Original Designs of Henry Fusell, and a Selection of Explanatory and Historical Notes, 第 3 巻F.C. and J. Rivington, 1805 |
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... Touch . Or as the destinies decree . Cel . Well said ; that was laid on with a trowel . Touch . Nay , if I keep not my rank , Ros . Thou losest thy old smell . Le Beau . You amaze me , ladies : I would have told you of good wrestling ...
... Touch . Or as the destinies decree . Cel . Well said ; that was laid on with a trowel . Touch . Nay , if I keep not my rank , Ros . Thou losest thy old smell . Le Beau . You amaze me , ladies : I would have told you of good wrestling ...
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... Touch . But what is the sport , monsieur , that the ladies have lost ? Le Beau . Why , this that I speak of . Touch . Thus men may grow wiser every day ! it is the first time that ever I heard , breaking of ribs was sport for ladies ...
... Touch . But what is the sport , monsieur , that the ladies have lost ? Le Beau . Why , this that I speak of . Touch . Thus men may grow wiser every day ! it is the first time that ever I heard , breaking of ribs was sport for ladies ...
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... Touch . I care not for my spirits , if my legs were not weary . Ros . I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's apparel , and to cry like a woman : but I must comfort the weaker vessel , as doublet and hose ought to show itself ...
... Touch . I care not for my spirits , if my legs were not weary . Ros . I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's apparel , and to cry like a woman : but I must comfort the weaker vessel , as doublet and hose ought to show itself ...
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... Touch . Ay , now am I in Arden : the more fool I ; when I was at home , I was in a better place ; but travellers must be content . Ros . Ay , be so , good Touchstone : -Look you , who comes here ; a young man , and an old , in solemn ...
... Touch . Ay , now am I in Arden : the more fool I ; when I was at home , I was in a better place ; but travellers must be content . Ros . Ay , be so , good Touchstone : -Look you , who comes here ; a young man , and an old , in solemn ...
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... Touch . Nay , I shall ne'er be ' ware of mine own wit , till I break my shins against it . Ros . Jove ! Jove ! this shepherd's passion Is much upon my fashion . Touch . And mine ; but it grows something stale with me . Cel . I pray you ...
... Touch . Nay , I shall ne'er be ' ware of mine own wit , till I break my shins against it . Ros . Jove ! Jove ! this shepherd's passion Is much upon my fashion . Touch . And mine ; but it grows something stale with me . Cel . I pray you ...
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