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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... shepherd blows his nail , And Tom bears logs into the hall , And milk comes frozen home in pail ; When blood is nip'd , and ways be foul , Then nightly fings the ftaring owl , Tu - whit ! to who ! A merry note , While greafy Joan doth ...
... shepherd blows his nail , And Tom bears logs into the hall , And milk comes frozen home in pail ; When blood is nip'd , and ways be foul , Then nightly fings the ftaring owl , Tu - whit ! to who ! A merry note , While greafy Joan doth ...
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... Shepherd , reputed Father of Perdita . Clown , bis Son . A Mariner . Goaler . Servant to the Old Shepherd .___ Autolicus , a Rogue . Time , as Chorus . Hermione , Queen to Leontes . Perdita , Daughter to Lcontes and Hermione , Paulina ...
... Shepherd , reputed Father of Perdita . Clown , bis Son . A Mariner . Goaler . Servant to the Old Shepherd .___ Autolicus , a Rogue . Time , as Chorus . Hermione , Queen to Leontes . Perdita , Daughter to Lcontes and Hermione , Paulina ...
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... Shepherd . Shep . I would there were no age between ten and three - and - twenty , or that youth would fleep out the reft : for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child , wronging the an- cientry , ftealing ...
... Shepherd . Shep . I would there were no age between ten and three - and - twenty , or that youth would fleep out the reft : for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child , wronging the an- cientry , ftealing ...
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... Shep . Why , boy , how is it ? 1 Clo . I would you did but fee how it chafes , how it rages , how it takes up the fhore ; but that's not to the point ; oh , the moft piteous cry of the poor fouls ! fometimes to fee ' em , and not to fee ...
... Shep . Why , boy , how is it ? 1 Clo . I would you did but fee how it chafes , how it rages , how it takes up the fhore ; but that's not to the point ; oh , the moft piteous cry of the poor fouls ! fometimes to fee ' em , and not to fee ...
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... Shep . Would I had been by to have helped the nobleman . Clo . I would you had been by the fhip - fide , to have helped her ; there your charity would have Jacked footing . [ Afide . Shep . Heavy matters , heavy matters ! but look thee ...
... Shep . Would I had been by to have helped the nobleman . Clo . I would you had been by the fhip - fide , to have helped her ; there your charity would have Jacked footing . [ Afide . Shep . Heavy matters , heavy matters ! but look thee ...
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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.