Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. Comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. Midsummer night's dream. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. Taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. A winter's tale. King John. King Richard II. First and second parts of King Henry IV. King Henry V. First and second parts of King Henry VIG. Routledge & sons, limited, 1875 |
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... Count von Kesselstadt , a canon of Cologne Cathedral , died in 1843 , when they were purchased by Dr. Becker , who very shortly brought them with him to this country , and on his leaving for Australia deposited them with Professor Owen ...
... Count von Kesselstadt , a canon of Cologne Cathedral , died in 1843 , when they were purchased by Dr. Becker , who very shortly brought them with him to this country , and on his leaving for Australia deposited them with Professor Owen ...
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... count . Val . How painted ? and how out of count ? Speed . Marry , sir , so painted , to make her fair , that no man counts of her beauty . [ beauty . Val . How esteemest thou me ! I account of her Speed . You never saw her since she ...
... count . Val . How painted ? and how out of count ? Speed . Marry , sir , so painted , to make her fair , that no man counts of her beauty . [ beauty . Val . How esteemest thou me ! I account of her Speed . You never saw her since she ...
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... count the world a stranger for thy sake . The private wound is deepest : O time most ac- curs'd ! ' Mongst all foes , that a friend should be the worst . Pro . My shame , and guilt , confounds me.- Forgive me , Valentine : if hearty ...
... count the world a stranger for thy sake . The private wound is deepest : O time most ac- curs'd ! ' Mongst all foes , that a friend should be the worst . Pro . My shame , and guilt , confounds me.- Forgive me , Valentine : if hearty ...
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... count you my deer . Fal . I do begin to perceive that I am made an ass . Ford . Ay , and an ox too ; both the proofs are extant . Fal . And these are not fairies ? I was three or four times in the thought they were not fairies : and yet ...
... count you my deer . Fal . I do begin to perceive that I am made an ass . Ford . Ay , and an ox too ; both the proofs are extant . Fal . And these are not fairies ? I was three or four times in the thought they were not fairies : and yet ...
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... count Claudio : I can be secret as a dumb man , I would have you think so ; but on my allegiance , mark you this , on my allegiance : - He is in love . With who ? -now that is your grace's part . Mark how short his answer is : - With ...
... count Claudio : I can be secret as a dumb man , I would have you think so ; but on my allegiance , mark you this , on my allegiance : - He is in love . With who ? -now that is your grace's part . Mark how short his answer is : - With ...
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Page 374 - Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you, at your sick service, had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning. Do, an' if you will ; If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.
Page 223 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...