The Works of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Recently Discovered Portfolio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript Emendations ; with a History of the Stage, a Life of the Poet, and an Introduction to Each Play, Bind 3Redfield, 1853 |
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Side 44
... sirrah . Touch . Come , shepherd , let us make an honourable retreat ; though not with bag and baggage , yet with scrip and scrippage . [ Exeunt CORIN and TOUCHSTONE . Cel . Didst thou hear these verses ? Ros . O yes , I heard them all ...
... sirrah . Touch . Come , shepherd , let us make an honourable retreat ; though not with bag and baggage , yet with scrip and scrippage . [ Exeunt CORIN and TOUCHSTONE . Cel . Didst thou hear these verses ? Ros . O yes , I heard them all ...
Side 67
... sirrah ! a body would think this was well counterfeited . I pray you , tell your brother how well I counterfeited . - Heigh ho ! - Oli . This was not counterfeit there is too great 1 Not in f . e . testimony in your complexion , that it ...
... sirrah ! a body would think this was well counterfeited . I pray you , tell your brother how well I counterfeited . - Heigh ho ! - Oli . This was not counterfeit there is too great 1 Not in f . e . testimony in your complexion , that it ...
Side 89
... Sirrah , go see what trumpet ' t is that sounds : - - [ Exit Servant . Belike , some noble gentleman , that means , Travelling some journey , to repose him here.- Re - enter Servant . How now ? who is ' t ? 1 Serv . An ' t please your ...
... Sirrah , go see what trumpet ' t is that sounds : - - [ Exit Servant . Belike , some noble gentleman , that means , Travelling some journey , to repose him here.- Re - enter Servant . How now ? who is ' t ? 1 Serv . An ' t please your ...
Side 90
... sirrah , take them to the buttery , And give them friendly welcome every one : Let them want nothing that my house affords.— [ Exeunt Servant and Players . Sirrah , go you to Bartholomew , my page , [ To a Servant . And see him dress'd ...
... sirrah , take them to the buttery , And give them friendly welcome every one : Let them want nothing that my house affords.— [ Exeunt Servant and Players . Sirrah , go you to Bartholomew , my page , [ To a Servant . And see him dress'd ...
Side 100
... Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I been ? Nay , how now ? where are you ? Master , has my fellow Tranio stol'n your clothes , Or you stol'n his , or both ? pray , what's the news ? Luc . Sirrah , come hither : ' t is no ...
... Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I been ? Nay , how now ? where are you ? Master , has my fellow Tranio stol'n your clothes , Or you stol'n his , or both ? pray , what's the news ? Luc . Sirrah , come hither : ' t is no ...
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ANTIGONUS AUTOLYCUS Baptista BERTRAM better Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Bohemia brother Camillo CLEOMENES Clown Count daughter dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fool Forest of Arden fortune Gent gentleman George Buc give Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven hither honest honour Hortensio Illyria Kate Kath KATHARINA King knave lady Leon look lord Lucentio madam maid Malvolio marry master mistress never Olivia Orlando Padua Petruchio Polixenes pr'ythee pray Re-enter Rosalind Rousillon SCENE servant Shakespeare Shep Shrew Sicilia signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir TOBY Sir TOBY BELCH sirrah speak swear sweet tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Touch Tranio Vincentio what's wife Winter's Tale word youth
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Side 38 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Side 26 - The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Side 370 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids...
Side 33 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy, But winter and rough weather.
Side 273 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress' let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save. Lay me. O. where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there!
Side 39 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho! sing, heigh, ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh ho ! the holly ! This life is most jolly.