The Works of Shakespeare in Twelve Volumes: Collated with the Oldest Copies and Corrected: with Notes Explanatory and Critical, 3. kötetR. Crowder, 1772 |
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6. oldal
... Benedick , a young Lord of Padua , favoured likewife by Don Pedro . Balthafar , fervant to Don Pedro . Antonio , brother to Leonato . Borachio , confident to Don John . Conrade , friend to Borachio . Verges , Dogberry , } two foolish ...
... Benedick , a young Lord of Padua , favoured likewife by Don Pedro . Balthafar , fervant to Don Pedro . Antonio , brother to Leonato . Borachio , confident to Don John . Conrade , friend to Borachio . Verges , Dogberry , } two foolish ...
8. oldal
... Benedick of Padua . Mef . O , he's returned , and as pleafant as ever he was . Beat . He fet up , his bills here in Meffina , and challenged Cupid at the flight ; and my uncle's fool , reading the challenge , fubfcribed for Cupid , and ...
... Benedick of Padua . Mef . O , he's returned , and as pleafant as ever he was . Beat . He fet up , his bills here in Meffina , and challenged Cupid at the flight ; and my uncle's fool , reading the challenge , fubfcribed for Cupid , and ...
9. oldal
... Benedick too much , but he'll be meet with you , I doubt it not . Meff . He hath done good fervice , Lady , in thefe wars . Beat . You had musty victuals , and he hath holp to eat it ; he's a very valiant trencher - man , he hath an ...
... Benedick too much , but he'll be meet with you , I doubt it not . Meff . He hath done good fervice , Lady , in thefe wars . Beat . You had musty victuals , and he hath holp to eat it ; he's a very valiant trencher - man , he hath an ...
10. oldal
... Benedick ! it will toft him a thousand pound ere he be cured . Me . I will hold friends with you , Lady . Beat . Do , good friend . Leon . You'll ne'er run mad , niece . Beat . No , not ' till a hot January . Me . Don Pedro is ...
... Benedick ! it will toft him a thousand pound ere he be cured . Me . I will hold friends with you , Lady . Beat . Do , good friend . Leon . You'll ne'er run mad , niece . Beat . No , not ' till a hot January . Me . Don Pedro is ...
11. oldal
... Benedick , nó ; for then were you a child.- Pedro . You have it full , Benedick ; we may guess by this what you are , being a man . Truly the lady fathers herfelf ; be happy , Lady , for you are like an honourable father . Bene . If ...
... Benedick , nó ; for then were you a child.- Pedro . You have it full , Benedick ; we may guess by this what you are , being a man . Truly the lady fathers herfelf ; be happy , Lady , for you are like an honourable father . Bene . If ...
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124. oldal - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
281. oldal - For you there's rosemary and rue; these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long: Grace and remembrance be to you both, And welcome to our shearing!
229. oldal - Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
213. oldal - 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 crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.