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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1 - 5 találat összesen 44 találatból.
6. oldal
... Claudio , a young Lord of Florence , favourite to Don Pedro . 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 ...
... Claudio , a young Lord of Florence , favourite to Don Pedro . 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 ...
8. oldal
... Claudio . Me . Much deferved on his part , and equally re- membered by Don Pedro : he hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age , doing , in the figure of a lamb , the feats of a lion : he hath indeed bet- ter bettered ...
... Claudio . Me . Much deferved on his part , and equally re- membered by Don Pedro : he hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age , doing , in the figure of a lamb , the feats of a lion : he hath indeed bet- ter bettered ...
10. oldal
... Claudio . Beat . O Lord , he will hang upon him like a dif- eafe ; he is fooner caught thin the peftilence , and the taker runs prefently mad . God help the no- ble Claudio , if he have caught the Benedick ! it will toft him a thousand ...
... Claudio . Beat . O Lord , he will hang upon him like a dif- eafe ; he is fooner caught thin the peftilence , and the taker runs prefently mad . God help the no- ble Claudio , if he have caught the Benedick ! it will toft him a thousand ...
12. oldal
... Claudio , and Signior Benedick , - my dear friend Leonato hath invited you all ; I tell him , we thall stay here at the least a month ; and he heartily prays fome occafion may detain us longer : I dare fwear he is no hypocrite , but ...
... Claudio , and Signior Benedick , - my dear friend Leonato hath invited you all ; I tell him , we thall stay here at the least a month ; and he heartily prays fome occafion may detain us longer : I dare fwear he is no hypocrite , but ...
13. oldal
... you here , that you followed not to Leonato's house ? Bene . I would your Grace would constrain me ' to tell . Pedro . I charge thee on thy allegiance . VOL . III . B Bene . You hear , Count Claudio , I can ABOUT NOTHING . 13.
... you here , that you followed not to Leonato's house ? Bene . I would your Grace would constrain me ' to tell . Pedro . I charge thee on thy allegiance . VOL . III . B Bene . You hear , Count Claudio , I can ABOUT NOTHING . 13.
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Népszerű szakaszok
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.