The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Том 3Dove, 1830 |
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William Shakespeare, William Harness. When you shall please to play the thieves for wives , I'll watch as long for you then . - Approach ; Here dwells my father Jew : -Ho ! who's within ? Enter JESSICA above , in boy's clothes . Jes ...
William Shakespeare, William Harness. When you shall please to play the thieves for wives , I'll watch as long for you then . - Approach ; Here dwells my father Jew : -Ho ! who's within ? Enter JESSICA above , in boy's clothes . Jes ...
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... wife you will to bed , I will ever be your head ; So begone , sir , you are sped . Still more fool I shall appear By the time I linger here : With one fool's head I came to woo , But I go away with too.- Sweet , adieu ! I'll keep my ...
... wife you will to bed , I will ever be your head ; So begone , sir , you are sped . Still more fool I shall appear By the time I linger here : With one fool's head I came to woo , But I go away with too.- Sweet , adieu ! I'll keep my ...
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... Leah might have presented this stone to Shylock for a better reason , as it is said to " take away all en- mity and to reconcile man and wife . " - STEEVENS . Shy . Nay , that's true , that's very true ACT III . - SCENE I. 41.
... Leah might have presented this stone to Shylock for a better reason , as it is said to " take away all en- mity and to reconcile man and wife . " - STEEVENS . Shy . Nay , that's true , that's very true ACT III . - SCENE I. 41.
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... wives , u With no less presence , ] With the same dignity of mien . - JOHNSON . * To the sea - monster : ] See OVID , Metamorph . lib . xi . ver . 199. et seq . With bleared visages , come forth to view The issue ACT III . - SCENE II . 43.
... wives , u With no less presence , ] With the same dignity of mien . - JOHNSON . * To the sea - monster : ] See OVID , Metamorph . lib . xi . ver . 199. et seq . With bleared visages , come forth to view The issue ACT III . - SCENE II . 43.
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... wife . Gra . I thank your lordship ; you have got me one . My eyes , my lord , can look as swift as yours : You saw the mistress , I beheld the maid ; You lov'd , I lov'd ; for intermissioni No more pertains to me , my lord , than you ...
... wife . Gra . I thank your lordship ; you have got me one . My eyes , my lord , can look as swift as yours : You saw the mistress , I beheld the maid ; You lov'd , I lov'd ; for intermissioni No more pertains to me , my lord , than you ...
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Antigonus Antonio AUTOLYCUS Baptista Bass Bassanio Ben Jonson BERTRAM Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Bohemia Camillo CLEOMENES Count court daughter doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool forest of Arden fortune gentle gentleman give Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honest honour Hortensio i'the Kate Kath KATHARINA king knave lady Laun Launcelot Leon Leontes live look lord Lucentio madam maid marry master means mistress musick Narbon Nerissa never Orlando Padua Parolles peize Petruchio play Polixenes pr'ythee pray queen ring Rosalind Rousillon Salan SCENE Servant Shakspeare Shep Shylock Sicilia signior speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thee There's thine thing thou art Touch Tranio unto Vincentio wife word young
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