The Family Shakspeare ... in which Nothing is Added to the Original Text: But Those Words and Expressions are Omitted which Cannot with Propriety be Read Aloud in a Family ...Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, Brown, 1825 |
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... have you warp ; call hither , I say , bid come before us Angelo : What figure of us , think you , he will bear ? For you must know , we have with special soul Elected him our absence to supply ; Lent him our MEASURE FOR MEASURE. ...
... have you warp ; call hither , I say , bid come before us Angelo : What figure of us , think you , he will bear ? For you must know , we have with special soul Elected him our absence to supply ; Lent him our MEASURE FOR MEASURE. ...
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... hither , sirrah : Can you cut off a man's head ? Clo . If the man be a bachelor , sir , I can : but if he be a married man , he is his wife's head , and I can never cut off a woman's head . Prov . Come , sir , leave me your snatches ...
... hither , sirrah : Can you cut off a man's head ? Clo . If the man be a bachelor , sir , I can : but if he be a married man , he is his wife's head , and I can never cut off a woman's head . Prov . Come , sir , leave me your snatches ...
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... hither Barnardine and Claudio : [ Exeunt Clown and ABHORSON . One has my pity ; not a jot the other , Being a murderer , though he were my brother . Enter CLAUDIO . Look , here's the warrant , Claudio , for thy death : ' Tis now dead ...
... hither Barnardine and Claudio : [ Exeunt Clown and ABHORSON . One has my pity ; not a jot the other , Being a murderer , though he were my brother . Enter CLAUDIO . Look , here's the warrant , Claudio , for thy death : ' Tis now dead ...
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... hither . Clo . Master Barnardine ! you must rise and be hang'd , master Barnardine ! Abhor . What , ho , Barnardine ! Barnar . [ Within . ] A plague o ' your throats ! Who makes that noise there ? What are you ? Clo . Your friends , sir ...
... hither . Clo . Master Barnardine ! you must rise and be hang'd , master Barnardine ! Abhor . What , ho , Barnardine ! Barnar . [ Within . ] A plague o ' your throats ! Who makes that noise there ? What are you ? Clo . Your friends , sir ...
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... hither : But I will keep her ignorant of her good , To make her heavenly comforts of despair , When it is least expected . Enter ISABElla . Isab . Ho , by your leave . Duke . Good morning to you , fair and gracious daughter . Isab . The ...
... hither : But I will keep her ignorant of her good , To make her heavenly comforts of despair , When it is least expected . Enter ISABElla . Isab . Ho , by your leave . Duke . Good morning to you , fair and gracious daughter . Isab . The ...
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ABHORSON Athens Barnardine Beat Beatrice Biron Bora BORACHIO Boyet brother Claud Claudio Cost COSTARD cousin daughter dear death Demetrius Dogb Don John Don PEDRO dost doth Duke Egeus Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair fair lady fairy father fear fool friar gentle give grace hath hear heart heaven Helena Hermia Hero Hippolyta hither honour Isab Isabel ISABELLA Kath King lady Leon Leonato lion Longaville look lord Angelo lovers Lucio Lysander madam maid marry master Master constable moon Moth musick Nath never night oath OBERON pardon PHILOSTRATE play Pompey praise pray prince prison Prov Provost Puck Pyramus Quin Re-enter Rosaline SCENE shame signior Benedick sing sleep soul speak swear sweet tell thank thee there's Theseus thine thing Thisby thou art thou hast Tita Titania to-morrow tongue troth true What's word
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Página 289 - They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps, [ To COSTARD aside. Cost. O, they have lived long in the alms-basket of words ! I marvel, thy master hath not eaten thee for a word; for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier swallowed than a flap-dragon.