The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: The merry wives of Windsor. Twelfth night. Measure for measure. Much ado about nothingT. Bensley, 1800 |
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... comes fir John . Enter Sir JOHN FALSTAFF , BARDOLPH , NYм , and PISTOL . Fal . Now , mafter Shallow , you'll complain of me to the king ? Shal . Knight , you have beaten my men , kill'd my deer , and broke open my lodge . Fal . But not ...
... comes fir John . Enter Sir JOHN FALSTAFF , BARDOLPH , NYм , and PISTOL . Fal . Now , mafter Shallow , you'll complain of me to the king ? Shal . Knight , you have beaten my men , kill'd my deer , and broke open my lodge . Fal . But not ...
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... Come , coz ; come , coz ; we stay for you . A word with you , coz : marry , this , coz ; There is , as ' twere , a tender , a kind of tender , made afar off by fir Hugh here ; -Do you understand me ? Slen . Ay , fir , you shall find me ...
... Come , coz ; come , coz ; we stay for you . A word with you , coz : marry , this , coz ; There is , as ' twere , a tender , a kind of tender , made afar off by fir Hugh here ; -Do you understand me ? Slen . Ay , fir , you shall find me ...
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... I would I might be hang'd , la . Re - Enter ANNE PAGE . Shal . Here comes fair miftrefs Anne . - Would I were young , for your fake , mistress Anne ! Anne . WN.Gardiner del et sc Merry Wives of Windsor . Page 12 Act 1 . MERRY WIVES.
... I would I might be hang'd , la . Re - Enter ANNE PAGE . Shal . Here comes fair miftrefs Anne . - Would I were young , for your fake , mistress Anne ! Anne . WN.Gardiner del et sc Merry Wives of Windsor . Page 12 Act 1 . MERRY WIVES.
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... Come , gentle mafter Slender , come ; we stay for you . Slen . I'll eat nothing ; I thank you , fir . Page . By cock and pye , you shall not choose , fir : come , come . Slen . Nay , pray you , lead the way . Page . Come on , fir . Slen ...
... Come , gentle mafter Slender , come ; we stay for you . Slen . I'll eat nothing ; I thank you , fir . Page . By cock and pye , you shall not choose , fir : come , come . Slen . Nay , pray you , lead the way . Page . Come on , fir . Slen ...
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... comes my master . Quick . We fhall all be fhent : Run in here , good young man ; go into this closet . [ Shuts Simple in the closet . ] He will not ftay long . - What , John Rugby ! John , what , John , I fay ! -Go , John , go enquire ...
... comes my master . Quick . We fhall all be fhent : Run in here , good young man ; go into this closet . [ Shuts Simple in the closet . ] He will not ftay long . - What , John Rugby ! John , what , John , I fay ! -Go , John , go enquire ...
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Afide againſt Anne anſwer bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick better Bora brother Caius Claud Claudio coufin defire doft Dogb doth Duke Efcal Enter Exeunt Exit faid FALSTAFF feems fent fhall fignior fir John firſt fome fool Ford foul fpeak friar fuch fure gentleman give hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter Hero himſelf Hoft honeſt honour houfe houſe huſband Ifab Illyria itſelf knave lady Leon Leonato Lucio mafter mafter Brook maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs miſtreſs Ford moft moſt muſt myſelf night Pedro Pift pleaſe Pompey pray preſent prince priſon Prov Provoft purpoſe Quick Re-enter reaſon ſay SCENE ſee Shal ſhall ſhe ſhould ſhow SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK SIR TOBY SIR TOBY BELCH Slen ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtrange tell thee there's theſe thou art thouſand to-morrow uſe wife Windfor woman yourſelf
Popular passages
Page 56 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Page 38 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Page 25 - Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : How would you be, If He, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Page 1 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.