The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, Tom 5R. Crowder, 1772 |
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... hear , fellows ? take away the Lady . Oli . Go to , y'are a dry fool ; I'll no more of you ; befides , you grow dithoneft . Clo . Two faults , Madona , that drink and good counsel will amend ; for give the dry fool drink , then is the ...
... hear , fellows ? take away the Lady . Oli . Go to , y'are a dry fool ; I'll no more of you ; befides , you grow dithoneft . Clo . Two faults , Madona , that drink and good counsel will amend ; for give the dry fool drink , then is the ...
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... veil : come , throw it o'er my We'll once more hear Orfino's embassy . Enter VIOLA . [ face ; Vio . The honourable lady of the house , which is the ? Vio . Speak to me , I fhall anfwer for 22 TWELFTH NIGHT : Or , Enter MALVOLIO. ...
... veil : come , throw it o'er my We'll once more hear Orfino's embassy . Enter VIOLA . [ face ; Vio . The honourable lady of the house , which is the ? Vio . Speak to me , I fhall anfwer for 22 TWELFTH NIGHT : Or , Enter MALVOLIO. ...
Strona 23
... hear you . If you be not mad , gone ; if you have reason , be brief : ' tis not that time of the moon with me , to make one in fo fkip- ping a dialogue . be Mar. Will you hoift fail , Sir ? here lyes your way . 4 Vio . No , good fwabber ...
... hear you . If you be not mad , gone ; if you have reason , be brief : ' tis not that time of the moon with me , to make one in fo fkip- ping a dialogue . be Mar. Will you hoift fail , Sir ? here lyes your way . 4 Vio . No , good fwabber ...
Strona 24
... hear this divinity . Now , Sir , what is your text ? Vio . Moft fweet Lady-- Oli . A comfortable doctrine , and much may be faid of it . Where lyes your text ? Vio . In Orfino's bofom . Oli . In his bofom ? in what chapter of his bo ...
... hear this divinity . Now , Sir , what is your text ? Vio . Moft fweet Lady-- Oli . A comfortable doctrine , and much may be faid of it . Where lyes your text ? Vio . In Orfino's bofom . Oli . In his bofom ? in what chapter of his bo ...
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... hear him fing ; h'as a fine breast . ( 6 ) I fent thee fix pence for thy Lemon , had it ] But the Clown was neither pantler nor butler The Poet's word was certainly mistaken by the ignorance of the printers . I have restored leman , i ...
... hear him fing ; h'as a fine breast . ( 6 ) I fent thee fix pence for thy Lemon , had it ] But the Clown was neither pantler nor butler The Poet's word was certainly mistaken by the ignorance of the printers . I have restored leman , i ...
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Strona 143 - And with presented nakedness out-face The winds and persecutions of the sky. The country gives me proof and precedent Of Bedlam beggars, who, with roaring voices, Strike in their numb'd and mortified bare arms Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of rosemary ; And with this horrible object, from low farms, Poor pelting villages, sheep-cotes, and mills, Sometime with lunatic bans, sometime with prayers, Enforce their charity.
Strona 328 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Strona 115 - ... we make guilty of our disasters the sun the moon and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves thieves and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards liars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence, and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting on...
Strona 161 - Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pudder o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.