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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... honour ! Mrs. Page . Hang the trifle , woman ; take the honour What is it ? -difpenfe with trifles ; -what is it ? Mrs. Ford . If I would but go to hell for an eternal mo ment , or fo , I could be knighted . Mrs. Page . What ? -thou ...
... honour ! Mrs. Page . Hang the trifle , woman ; take the honour What is it ? -difpenfe with trifles ; -what is it ? Mrs. Ford . If I would but go to hell for an eternal mo ment , or fo , I could be knighted . Mrs. Page . What ? -thou ...
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... honour ! Why , thou unconfinable baseness , it is as much as I can do , to keep the terms of my honour precife . I , I , I myself sometimes , leaving the fear of heaven on the left hand , and hiding mine honour in my neceflity , am fain ...
... honour ! Why , thou unconfinable baseness , it is as much as I can do , to keep the terms of my honour precife . I , I , I myself sometimes , leaving the fear of heaven on the left hand , and hiding mine honour in my neceflity , am fain ...
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... honour , that the folly of my foul dares not present itself ; she is too bright to be look'd against . Now , could I come to her with any detection in my hand , my desires had instance and argument to com- mend themselves ; I could ...
... honour , that the folly of my foul dares not present itself ; she is too bright to be look'd against . Now , could I come to her with any detection in my hand , my desires had instance and argument to com- mend themselves ; I could ...
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... honour stand , In him that was of late an heretick , As firm as faith . Page . ' Tis well , ' tis well ; no more . Be not extreme in fubmiffion , As in offence ; But let our plot go forward : let our wives Yet once again , to make us ...
... honour stand , In him that was of late an heretick , As firm as faith . Page . ' Tis well , ' tis well ; no more . Be not extreme in fubmiffion , As in offence ; But let our plot go forward : let our wives Yet once again , to make us ...
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... honour , half drunk . - What is he at the gate , coufin ? Sir To . A gentleman . Oli . A gentleman ? What gentleman ? Sir To . ' Tis a gentleman here - A plague o'thefe pickle- herrings ! -How now , fot ? Clo . Good Sir Toby , - Oli ...
... honour , half drunk . - What is he at the gate , coufin ? Sir To . A gentleman . Oli . A gentleman ? What gentleman ? Sir To . ' Tis a gentleman here - A plague o'thefe pickle- herrings ! -How now , fot ? Clo . Good Sir Toby , - Oli ...
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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.