The Plays of Shakspeare, Zväzok 1Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
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Strana 33
... lady- ship , Had come along with me , but that his mistress Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks . Sil . Belike , that now she hath enfranchis'd them Upon some other pawn for fealty . Val . Nay , sure , I think , she holds them ...
... lady- ship , Had come along with me , but that his mistress Did hold his eyes lock'd in her crystal looks . Sil . Belike , that now she hath enfranchis'd them Upon some other pawn for fealty . Val . Nay , sure , I think , she holds them ...
Strana 42
... lady . Jul . Peace ! stand aside ! the company parts . Pro . Sir Thurio , fear not you ! I will so plead , That you ... lady , if you knew his pure heart's truth , You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice . Sil . Sir Proteus , as I ...
... lady . Jul . Peace ! stand aside ! the company parts . Pro . Sir Thurio , fear not you ! I will so plead , That you ... lady , if you knew his pure heart's truth , You'd quickly learn to know him by his voice . Sil . Sir Proteus , as I ...
Strana 43
... lady , to yourself . According to your ladyship's impose , I am thus early come , to know what service It is your pleasure to command me in . Sil . O Eglamour , thou art a gentleman , ( Think not I flatter , for , I swear , I do not ...
... lady , to yourself . According to your ladyship's impose , I am thus early come , to know what service It is your pleasure to command me in . Sil . O Eglamour , thou art a gentleman , ( Think not I flatter , for , I swear , I do not ...
Strana 44
... lady Silvia : She dreams on him , that has forgot her love ; You dote on her , that cares not for your love . " Tis pity , love should be so contrary ; And thinking on it makes me cry , alas ! Pro . Well , give her that ring , and ...
... lady Silvia : She dreams on him , that has forgot her love ; You dote on her , that cares not for your love . " Tis pity , love should be so contrary ; And thinking on it makes me cry , alas ! Pro . Well , give her that ring , and ...
Strana 45
... lady ! desolate and left ! — I weep myself , to think upon thy words . Here , youth , there is my purse ; I give thee this For thy sweet mistress ' sake , because thou lov'st her . Farewell . [ Exit Silvia . Jul . And she shall thank ...
... lady ! desolate and left ! — I weep myself , to think upon thy words . Here , youth , there is my purse ; I give thee this For thy sweet mistress ' sake , because thou lov'st her . Farewell . [ Exit Silvia . Jul . And she shall thank ...
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