The Works of William ShakespeareMacMillan, 1867 - 1075 Seiten |
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... doth lack some gentleness And time to speak it in : you rub the sore , When you should bring the plaster . Seb . Enter ARIEL , invisible , playing solemn music . Seb . We would so , and then go a bat - fowling . Ant . Nay , good my lord ...
... doth lack some gentleness And time to speak it in : you rub the sore , When you should bring the plaster . Seb . Enter ARIEL , invisible , playing solemn music . Seb . We would so , and then go a bat - fowling . Ant . Nay , good my lord ...
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... doth but counterfeit . Claud . Faith , like enough . Leon . O God , counterfeit ! There was never counterfeit of passion came so near the life of pas- sion as she discovers it . III D. Pedro . Why , what effects of passion shows she ...
... doth but counterfeit . Claud . Faith , like enough . Leon . O God , counterfeit ! There was never counterfeit of passion came so near the life of pas- sion as she discovers it . III D. Pedro . Why , what effects of passion shows she ...
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... doth not the appetite alter ? a man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age . Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humour ? No , the world must be peopled ...
... doth not the appetite alter ? a man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age . Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humour ? No , the world must be peopled ...
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... doth the lady ? Beat . Dead , I think . Help , uncle ! Hero ! why , Hero ! Uncle ! Signior Benedick ! Friar ! Leon . O Fate ! take not away thy heavy hand . Death is the fairest cover for her shame may That Beat . be wish'd for . How ...
... doth the lady ? Beat . Dead , I think . Help , uncle ! Hero ! why , Hero ! Uncle ! Signior Benedick ! Friar ! Leon . O Fate ! take not away thy heavy hand . Death is the fairest cover for her shame may That Beat . be wish'd for . How ...
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... doth not know : Swear me to this , and I will ne'er say no . King . These be the stops that hinder study quite 70 ... doth inherit pain : As , painfully to pore upon a book To seek the light of truth ; while truth the while Doth falsely ...
... doth not know : Swear me to this , and I will ne'er say no . King . These be the stops that hinder study quite 70 ... doth inherit pain : As , painfully to pore upon a book To seek the light of truth ; while truth the while Doth falsely ...
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Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin crown daughter death doth Duke Duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff Farewell father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Glou grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pray Prince prithee Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier SCENE Shal shame Signior Sir John Sir John Falstaff sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto Warwick wife wilt word York ΙΟ
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Seite 192 - I am a Jew: hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by' the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Seite 458 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
Seite 198 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest : it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself ; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none...
Seite 160 - When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit ; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.