The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators ; to which are Added Notes by Sam. Johnson, Volume 3J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, H. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, L. Hawes, Clark and Collins, W. Johnston, T. Caslon, T. Lownds, and the executors of B. Dodd, 1765 |
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Halaman 3
... out of his knowledge , and knock the Words out of Joint . The Spaniards say , pocas palabras , i . e . few words as they do likewise , Cefa , i . e . be quiet . THEOB . B 2 Hof . Hoft . You will not pay for the glaffes you THE ...
... out of his knowledge , and knock the Words out of Joint . The Spaniards say , pocas palabras , i . e . few words as they do likewise , Cefa , i . e . be quiet . THEOB . B 2 Hof . Hoft . You will not pay for the glaffes you THE ...
Halaman 6
... Say , what is it your Honour will command ? Let one attend him with a filver bafon Full of rofe water , and beftrew'd with flowers ; Another bear the ewer ; a third a diaper ; And fay , will't please your Lordship cool your hands ? Some ...
... Say , what is it your Honour will command ? Let one attend him with a filver bafon Full of rofe water , and beftrew'd with flowers ; Another bear the ewer ; a third a diaper ; And fay , will't please your Lordship cool your hands ? Some ...
Halaman 11
... Say , thou wilt walk , we will beftrow the ground : Or wilt thou ride ? thy horfes fhall be trapp'd , Their harness ftudded all with gold and pearl . Doft thou love hawking ? thou haft hawks , will foar Above the morning lark . Or wilt ...
... Say , thou wilt walk , we will beftrow the ground : Or wilt thou ride ? thy horfes fhall be trapp'd , Their harness ftudded all with gold and pearl . Doft thou love hawking ? thou haft hawks , will foar Above the morning lark . Or wilt ...
Halaman 23
... say . Gru . Knock , Sir ? whom fhould I knock ? is there any man has rebus'd your Worship ? Pet . Villain , I fay , knock me here foundly . Gru . Knock you here , Sir ? why , Sir , what am I Sir , That I fhould knock you here , Sir ...
... say . Gru . Knock , Sir ? whom fhould I knock ? is there any man has rebus'd your Worship ? Pet . Villain , I fay , knock me here foundly . Gru . Knock you here , Sir ? why , Sir , what am I Sir , That I fhould knock you here , Sir ...
Halaman 24
... say . Hor . Alla noftra Cafa ben venuto , molto bonorato Signor mio Petruchio . Rife , Grumio , rife ; we will compound this quarrel . Gru . Nay , ' tis no matter , what he , leges in Latin . If this be not a lawful caufe for me to ...
... say . Hor . Alla noftra Cafa ben venuto , molto bonorato Signor mio Petruchio . Rife , Grumio , rife ; we will compound this quarrel . Gru . Nay , ' tis no matter , what he , leges in Latin . If this be not a lawful caufe for me to ...
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againſt anfwer Antipholis Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Bianca Bion Cath Catharine Claud Claudio Coufin Count daughter doft Dogb doth Dromio Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire Faulc Faulconbridge feems fenfe fent ferve fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firft fome foul fpeak France ftand fuch fure fwear fweet Gremio hath hear heav'n Hero himſelf honour Hortenfio houfe houſe huſband John Kate King King John knave lady Leon Leonato Lord Lucentio Madam mafter marry miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never Padua paffage Pedro Petruchio pleaſe pray prefent Prince purpoſe reafon reft SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Signior ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thou art Tranio uſed villain WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
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Halaman 465 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Halaman 93 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
Halaman 457 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Halaman 499 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Halaman 456 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Halaman 361 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.