Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical & Critical. Printed from the Acting Copies, as Performed at the Theatres Royal, London...J. Cumberland, 1826 |
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Pàgina 9
... pray you , is Signior Montanto returned from the wars ? Balth . I know none of that name , lady ; there was none such in the army of any sort . Leon . What is he that you ask for , niece ? Hero . ( R. c . ) My cousin means Signior ...
... pray you , is Signior Montanto returned from the wars ? Balth . I know none of that name , lady ; there was none such in the army of any sort . Leon . What is he that you ask for , niece ? Hero . ( R. c . ) My cousin means Signior ...
Pàgina 10
... pray you , how many hath he killed and eaten in these wars ? But how many hath he killed ? for , indeed , I promised to eat all of his killing . Leon . ' Faith , niece , you tax Signior Benedick too much ; but he'll be meet with you , I ...
... pray you , how many hath he killed and eaten in these wars ? But how many hath he killed ? for , indeed , I promised to eat all of his killing . Leon . ' Faith , niece , you tax Signior Benedick too much ; but he'll be meet with you , I ...
Pàgina 12
... pray thee , speak in sober judgment ! Bened . Why , i'faith , methinks , she is too low for a high praise , too brown for a fair praise , and too little for a great praise : only this commendation I can afford her , that , were she ...
... pray thee , speak in sober judgment ! Bened . Why , i'faith , methinks , she is too low for a high praise , too brown for a fair praise , and too little for a great praise : only this commendation I can afford her , that , were she ...
Pàgina 20
... pray you what is he ? Beatr . Why , he is the prince's jester : a very dull fool only his gift is in devising impossible slanders ; none but libertines delight in him ; and the commenda- tion is not in his wit , but in his villainy ...
... pray you what is he ? Beatr . Why , he is the prince's jester : a very dull fool only his gift is in devising impossible slanders ; none but libertines delight in him ; and the commenda- tion is not in his wit , but in his villainy ...
Pàgina 21
... pray you , leave me . Bened . Ho ! now you strike like the blindman ; ' twas the boy that stole your meat , and you'll beat the post . Claud . If it will not be , I'll leave you . [ Exit CLAUDIO , L. Bened . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! Now ...
... pray you , leave me . Bened . Ho ! now you strike like the blindman ; ' twas the boy that stole your meat , and you'll beat the post . Claud . If it will not be , I'll leave you . [ Exit CLAUDIO , L. Bened . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! Now ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Beatr Beatrice Bell Bened Benedick better BORACHIO brother Cant Charl Charlotte Claud Claudio comes Corin Count cousin Darn Darnley daughter dear devil Diego doctor Dogb door dress Duke Enter Exeunt Exit father fool gentleman give hath hear heart Heaven Hero hither honour humour husband ISAAC BICKERSTAFF Jaques Jenny JOHN LAMBERT Lady Constant Lady G ladyship laugh Leand Leon Leonato live look Lord Love Lovemore ma'am madam Manly marry Master Constable matter Moody Mungo MUSLIN never OATCAKE Old Lady Lamb Oliv Orlando pardon Pedro Phoebe play poor pr'ythee pray Rosalind SCENE servant Seyw Seyward Sideboard Signior Sir Bash Sir Bril Sir Brilliant Sir Fran Sir Francis Sir John speak Squire sure tell thee there's thing thou Tipstaff to-morrow Townly Ursula what's wife woman word young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 25 - NOW, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons...
Pàgina 27 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Pàgina 25 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and...
Pàgina 28 - UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE' UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Pàgina 32 - twill be eleven ; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
Pàgina 35 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Pàgina 34 - And then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Pàgina 24 - Let me be your servant; Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Pàgina 52 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo, — 0 word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Pàgina 34 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.