The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes, by A. Chalmers, Том 2 |
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... to my wit . Sir To . No question . Sir And . An I thought that , I'd forswear it . I'll ride home to - morrow , sir Toby . Sir To . Pourquoy , my dear knight ? Sir And . What is pourquoy ? do or not SCENE III . 11 WHAT YOU WILL .
... to my wit . Sir To . No question . Sir And . An I thought that , I'd forswear it . I'll ride home to - morrow , sir Toby . Sir To . Pourquoy , my dear knight ? Sir And . What is pourquoy ? do or not SCENE III . 11 WHAT YOU WILL .
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... To . Excellent ; it hangs like flax on a distaff ; and I hope to see a housewife take thee between her legs , and spin it off . Sir And . ' Faith , I'll home to - morrow , sir Toby : your niece will not be seen ; or , if she be , it's four ...
... To . Excellent ; it hangs like flax on a distaff ; and I hope to see a housewife take thee between her legs , and spin it off . Sir And . ' Faith , I'll home to - morrow , sir Toby : your niece will not be seen ; or , if she be , it's four ...
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... The county's man 3 : he left this ring behind him , Would I , or not ; tell him , I'll none of it . Desire him not to flatter with his lord , Nor hold him up with hopes ; I am not for him : If that the youth will come this way to - morrow ...
... The county's man 3 : he left this ring behind him , Would I , or not ; tell him , I'll none of it . Desire him not to flatter with his lord , Nor hold him up with hopes ; I am not for him : If that the youth will come this way to - morrow ...
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... to do ? Shall we go see the reliques of this town ? Ant . To - morrow , sir ; best , first , go see your lodging . Seb . I am not weary , and ' tis long to night ; I pray you , let us satisfy our eyes With the memorials , and the things ...
... to do ? Shall we go see the reliques of this town ? Ant . To - morrow , sir ; best , first , go see your lodging . Seb . I am not weary , and ' tis long to night ; I pray you , let us satisfy our eyes With the memorials , and the things ...
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William Shakespeare George Steevens, Edmond Malone, Alexander Chalmers. If all the devils in hell be drawn in little , and Legion himself possessed him , yet I'll speak to ... morrow morn- ing , if I live . My lady would not lose him for more ...
William Shakespeare George Steevens, Edmond Malone, Alexander Chalmers. If all the devils in hell be drawn in little , and Legion himself possessed him , yet I'll speak to ... morrow morn- ing , if I live . My lady would not lose him for more ...
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Сторінка 137 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice...
Сторінка 302 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's musick.
Сторінка 221 - 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.
Сторінка 151 - So disguise shall, by the disguised, Pay with falsehood false exacting, And perform an old contracting. [Exit. ACT IV. SCENE I. — A Room in Mariana'* House. MARIANA discovered sitting; a Boy singing. SONG. Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Сторінка 87 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.
Сторінка 119 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, ^~ Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace As mercy does.
Сторінка 457 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Сторінка 236 - Why, then take no note of him, but let him go ; and presently call the rest of the watch together, and thank God you are rid of a knave.
Сторінка 108 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Сторінка 457 - 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: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!