The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 pàgines |
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Pàgina 2
... duke of Milan , thou his only heir And princess , no worse issued . Mira . O , the heavens ! What foul play had we , that we came from thence ? Or blessed was't , we did ? Pro . Both , both , my girl : By foul play , as thou say'st ...
... duke of Milan , thou his only heir And princess , no worse issued . Mira . O , the heavens ! What foul play had we , that we came from thence ? Or blessed was't , we did ? Pro . Both , both , my girl : By foul play , as thou say'st ...
Pàgina 24
... DUKE . Duke . Now , daughter Silvia , you are hard beset . Sir Valentine , your father's in good health : What say you to a letter from your friends Of much good news ? Val . My lord , I will be thankful To any happy messenger from ...
... DUKE . Duke . Now , daughter Silvia , you are hard beset . Sir Valentine , your father's in good health : What say you to a letter from your friends Of much good news ? Val . My lord , I will be thankful To any happy messenger from ...
Pàgina 27
... DUKE'S ( A rashness that I ever yet have shunn'd ) Val . Neither . Pro . What then ? Val. And so by many winding ... DUKE , THURIO , and PROTEUS . Duke . Sir Thurio , give us leave , I pray , awhile : We have some secrets to confer about ...
... DUKE'S ( A rashness that I ever yet have shunn'd ) Val . Neither . Pro . What then ? Val. And so by many winding ... DUKE , THURIO , and PROTEUS . Duke . Sir Thurio , give us leave , I pray , awhile : We have some secrets to confer about ...
Pàgina 28
... Duke . No , trust me : she is peevish , sullen , froward , Proud , disobedient , stubborn , lacking duty ; Neither regarding that she is my child , Nor fearing me as if I were her father : And , may I say to thee , this pride of hers ...
... Duke . No , trust me : she is peevish , sullen , froward , Proud , disobedient , stubborn , lacking duty ; Neither regarding that she is my child , Nor fearing me as if I were her father : And , may I say to thee , this pride of hers ...
Pàgina 30
... Duke . Thou know'st how willingly I would effect The match between sir Thurio and my daughter . Pro . I do , my lord . Duke . And also , I think , thou art not ignorant How she opposes her against my will . Pro . She did , my lord ...
... Duke . Thou know'st how willingly I would effect The match between sir Thurio and my daughter . Pro . I do , my lord . Duke . And also , I think , thou art not ignorant How she opposes her against my will . Pro . She did , my lord ...
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Pàgina 194 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Pàgina 63 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.