Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems, Volume 2Whittaker, 1858 |
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Page 15
... eyes with a ballad - maker's pen , and hang me up at the door of a brothel- house for the sign of blind Cupid . 9 God forbid it should be so . ] This alludes to an old tale , no doubt in print in Shakespeare's time , but now lost ...
... eyes with a ballad - maker's pen , and hang me up at the door of a brothel- house for the sign of blind Cupid . 9 God forbid it should be so . ] This alludes to an old tale , no doubt in print in Shakespeare's time , but now lost ...
Page 33
... eyes ? I cannot tell ; I think not : I will not be sworn , but love may transform me to an oyster ; but I'll take my oath on it , till he have made an oyster of me , he shall never make me such a fool . One woman is fair , yet I am well ...
... eyes ? I cannot tell ; I think not : I will not be sworn , but love may transform me to an oyster ; but I'll take my oath on it , till he have made an oyster of me , he shall never make me such a fool . One woman is fair , yet I am well ...
Page 41
... eyes , Misprising what they look on ; and her wit Values itself so highly , that to her All matter else seems weak . She cannot love , Nor take no shape nor project of affection , She is so self - endear'd . Urs . Sure , I think so ...
... eyes , Misprising what they look on ; and her wit Values itself so highly , that to her All matter else seems weak . She cannot love , Nor take no shape nor project of affection , She is so self - endear'd . Urs . Sure , I think so ...
Page 53
... eyes as other women do . Beat . What pace is this that thy tongue keeps ? Marg . Not a false gallop . Re - enter URSULA . Urs . Madam , withdraw : the prince , the count , signior Benedick , Don John , and all the gallants of the town ...
... eyes as other women do . Beat . What pace is this that thy tongue keeps ? Marg . Not a false gallop . Re - enter URSULA . Urs . Madam , withdraw : the prince , the count , signior Benedick , Don John , and all the gallants of the town ...
Page 57
... eyes our own ? Leon . All this is so ; but what of this , my lord ? Claud . Let me but move one question to your daughter , And , by that fatherly and kindly power That you have in her , bid her answer truly . Leon . I charge thee do so ...
... eyes our own ? Leon . All this is so ; but what of this , my lord ? Claud . Let me but move one question to your daughter , And , by that fatherly and kindly power That you have in her , bid her answer truly . Leon . I charge thee do so ...
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