Much Adoe about NothingLippincott, 1899 - 420 pages |
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Much Adoe About Nothing (Classic Reprint) William Shakespeare Horace Howa Furness No preview available - 2016 |
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ABBOTT Adam Bell Ariodant Ariodante Bandello Beat Beatrice Beatrice's Benedick Benedick and Beatrice Borachio brother called CAPELL character Clau Claudio cofin Coll COLLIER comedy conj Cotgrave DEIGHTON Dogberry Don John Don Pedro Don Timbreo doth Dyce edition editors English Enter Exeunt Fenicia Folio gives HALLIWELL hand hath haue heart Hero Hero's honour Huds humour Iohn Ktly Lady Leon Leonato London Lord loue Love's Love's Labour's Lost lover Margaret marriage marry meaning Messer Lionato Messina night passage Phaenicia phrase play plot Pope present Prince Quarto reading refers Rowe et seq ſay says scene seems sense Shakespeare ſhall ſhe ſhould Signior sorrow speak ſpeake speech Steev STEEVENS suppose tell thee Theob THEOBALD thou Twelfth Night Tymborus vpon W. A. WRIGHT WALKER Crit Warb WARBURTON word
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Page 149 - ... they are in the very wrath of love, and they will together ; clubs cannot part them.
Page 54 - Ye know that my wife bare me two sons: and the one went out from me, and I said, Surely he is torn in pieces; and I saw him not since: and if ye take this also from me, and mischief befall him, ye shall bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave.
Page 239 - And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Page 42 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears : The time has been, my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek ; and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't : I have supp'd full with horrors ; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
Page 61 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
Page 202 - Let them be ashamed and brought to confusion together that rejoice at mine hurt: let them be clothed with shame and dishonour that magnify themselves against me.
Page 191 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Page 333 - English players, during the end of the sixteenth century and the beginning of the seventeenth...
Page 50 - That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault. If it confess A natural guiltiness, such as is his, Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life. Ang.. She speaks, and 'tis Such sense that my sense breeds with it.
Page 47 - For occasion, as it is in the common verse, turneth a bald noddle, after she hath presented her locks in front, and no hold taken : or at least turneth the handle of the bottle first to be received, and after the belly, which is hard to clasp.