The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 pages |
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Page 19
... THURIO , a foolish rival to Valentine . SPEED , a clownish Servant to Valentine . EGLAMOUR , agent of Silvia in her escape . LAUNCE , the like to Proteus . Outlaws with Valentine . JULIA , beloved of Proteus . SILVIA , beloved of ...
... THURIO , a foolish rival to Valentine . SPEED , a clownish Servant to Valentine . EGLAMOUR , agent of Silvia in her escape . LAUNCE , the like to Proteus . Outlaws with Valentine . JULIA , beloved of Proteus . SILVIA , beloved of ...
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... THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Servant.- Val . Mistress . Speed . Master , sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress , then , Speed . ' Twere good you knock'd him . Sil . Servant ...
... THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Servant.- Val . Mistress . Speed . Master , sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress , then , Speed . ' Twere good you knock'd him . Sil . Servant ...
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... THURIO . Thu. Madam , my lord , your father , would speak with you . Sil . I wait upon his pleasure : come , sir Thurio , Go with me . - Once more , new servant , welcome : I'll leave you to confer of home - affairs ; When you have done ...
... THURIO . Thu. Madam , my lord , your father , would speak with you . Sil . I wait upon his pleasure : come , sir Thurio , Go with me . - Once more , new servant , welcome : I'll leave you to confer of home - affairs ; When you have done ...
Page 26
... Thurio , he intends , shall wed his daughter : lean , and my staff understands me . Speed . It stands under thee , indeed . Launce . Why , stand - under and under - stand is all one . Speed . But tell me true , will't be a match ...
... Thurio , he intends , shall wed his daughter : lean , and my staff understands me . Speed . It stands under thee , indeed . Launce . Why , stand - under and under - stand is all one . Speed . But tell me true , will't be a match ...
Page 27
... THURIO , and PROTEUS . Duke . Sir Thurio , give us leave , I pray , awhile : We have some secrets to confer about .- [ Exit THURIO . Now , tell me , Proteus , what's your will with me ? Pro . My gracious lord , that which I would ...
... THURIO , and PROTEUS . Duke . Sir Thurio , give us leave , I pray , awhile : We have some secrets to confer about .- [ Exit THURIO . Now , tell me , Proteus , what's your will with me ? Pro . My gracious lord , that which I would ...
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Page 194 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Page 63 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.