The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, 3권R. Crowder, 1772 |
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... Exit Claud . My Liege , your Highness now may do me good . Pedro . My love is thine to teach ; teach it but how , And thou shalt fee how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good . Claud . Hath Leonato any fon , my Lord ...
... Exit Claud . My Liege , your Highness now may do me good . Pedro . My love is thine to teach ; teach it but how , And thou shalt fee how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good . Claud . Hath Leonato any fon , my Lord ...
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... Exit Bene . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! now will he creep into fedges . But that my Lady Beatrice fhould know me , and not know me ! the Prince's fool ! ha ? it may be I go under that title , because I am merry ; yea , but fo I am apt to do ...
... Exit Bene . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! now will he creep into fedges . But that my Lady Beatrice fhould know me , and not know me ! the Prince's fool ! ha ? it may be I go under that title , because I am merry ; yea , but fo I am apt to do ...
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... Exit . Pedro . Come , Lady ,, come ; you have loft the heart of Signior Benedick . Beat . Indeed , my Lord , he lent it me a while , and I gave him . ufe for it , a double heart for a fingle one ; marry , once before he won it of me ...
... Exit . Pedro . Come , Lady ,, come ; you have loft the heart of Signior Benedick . Beat . Indeed , my Lord , he lent it me a while , and I gave him . ufe for it , a double heart for a fingle one ; marry , once before he won it of me ...
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... Exit Beatrice . Pedro . By my troth , a pleasant - spirited lady . Leon . There's little of the melancholy element in her , my Lord ; fhe is never fad but when the fleeps , and not ever fad then ; ( 8 ) for I have heard my ( 8 ) For I ...
... Exit Beatrice . Pedro . By my troth , a pleasant - spirited lady . Leon . There's little of the melancholy element in her , my Lord ; fhe is never fad but when the fleeps , and not ever fad then ; ( 8 ) for I have heard my ( 8 ) For I ...
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... Exit Boy . Bene . I know that , but I would have thee hence , and here again . I do much wonder that one man , feeing how much another man is a fool when he dedicates his behaviours to love , will after he has laughed at fuch fhallow ...
... Exit Boy . Bene . I know that , but I would have thee hence , and here again . I do much wonder that one man , feeing how much another man is a fool when he dedicates his behaviours to love , will after he has laughed at fuch fhallow ...
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124 페이지 - 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...
281 페이지 - 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!
229 페이지 - 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.
213 페이지 - 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.