The Works of William ShakespeareMacMillan, 1867 - 1075 Seiten |
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... hath not writ to me ? Speed . What need she , when she hath made you write to yourself ? Why , do you not perceive the jest ? 160 Val . No , believe me . Speed . No believing you , indeed , sir . did you perceive her earnest ? But Val ...
... hath not writ to me ? Speed . What need she , when she hath made you write to yourself ? Why , do you not perceive the jest ? 160 Val . No , believe me . Speed . No believing you , indeed , sir . did you perceive her earnest ? But Val ...
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... Hath he not a son ? Val . Ay , my good lord ; a son that well de- serves The honour and regard of such a father . Duke . You know him well ? 60 Val . I know him as myself ; for from our infancy We have conversed and spent our hours ...
... Hath he not a son ? Val . Ay , my good lord ; a son that well de- serves The honour and regard of such a father . Duke . You know him well ? 60 Val . I know him as myself ; for from our infancy We have conversed and spent our hours ...
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... hath a tongue , I say , is no man , If with his tongue he cannot win a woman . Duke . But she I mean is promised by her friends Unto a youthful gentleman of worth , And kept severely from resort of men , That no man hath access by day ...
... hath a tongue , I say , is no man , If with his tongue he cannot win a woman . Duke . But she I mean is promised by her friends Unto a youthful gentleman of worth , And kept severely from resort of men , That no man hath access by day ...
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... hath possess'd them . Pro . Then in dumb silence will I bury mine , For they are harsh , untuneable and bad . Val . Is Silvia dead ? Pro . No , Valentine . 210 Val . No Valentine , indeed , for sacred Silvia . Hath she forsworn me ? Pro ...
... hath possess'd them . Pro . Then in dumb silence will I bury mine , For they are harsh , untuneable and bad . Val . Is Silvia dead ? Pro . No , Valentine . 210 Val . No Valentine , indeed , for sacred Silvia . Hath she forsworn me ? Pro ...
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... hath many nameless virtues . ' 320 Launce . That's as much as to say , bastard virtues ; that , indeed , know not their fathers and therefore have no names . Speed . ' Here follow her vices . ' Launce . Close at the heels of her virtues ...
... hath many nameless virtues . ' 320 Launce . That's as much as to say , bastard virtues ; that , indeed , know not their fathers and therefore have no names . Speed . ' Here follow her vices . ' Launce . Close at the heels of her virtues ...
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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.