The tempest. A midsummer-night's dream. The two gentleman of Verona. The merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measureJ. and P. Knapton, S. Birt, T. Longman and T. Shewell, H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. Brindley, J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, R. Wellington, E. New, and B. Dod., 1747 |
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Strana 227
Whom , Silvia ? Pro . Ay , Silvia , for your fake . Thu. I thank you , for your own :
now , gentlemen , Let's tune , and to it luftily a while . SCENE - III . Enter Hoft , and
Julia in boy's cloaths ... Hoft . Now , my young guest , methinks , you're ally ,
cholly ...
Whom , Silvia ? Pro . Ay , Silvia , for your fake . Thu. I thank you , for your own :
now , gentlemen , Let's tune , and to it luftily a while . SCENE - III . Enter Hoft , and
Julia in boy's cloaths ... Hoft . Now , my young guest , methinks , you're ally ,
cholly ...
Strana 228
Hoft . How now ? are you fadder than you were before ? how do you , man the
musick likes you not . Jul . You mistake ; the musician likes me not . Hoft . Why ,
my pretty youth ? Jul . He plays false , father , Hot . How , out of tune on the
strings ?
Hoft . How now ? are you fadder than you were before ? how do you , man the
musick likes you not . Jul . You mistake ; the musician likes me not . Hoft . Why ,
my pretty youth ? Jul . He plays false , father , Hot . How , out of tune on the
strings ?
Strana 278
Hoft : How now , bully Rock ? thou'rt a gentleman ; cavalerio - justice , I say . Shal
. I follow , mine Host , ' I follow , Good even , and twenty , good master Page .
Master Page , will you go with us ? we have sport in hand . Hoft .
Hoft : How now , bully Rock ? thou'rt a gentleman ; cavalerio - justice , I say . Shal
. I follow , mine Host , ' I follow , Good even , and twenty , good master Page .
Master Page , will you go with us ? we have sport in hand . Hoft .
Strana 291
Mr. Doctor Caius , I am come to fetch you home ; I am sworn of the peace ; you
have thew'd yourself a wise physician , and Sir Hugb hath shown himself a wise
and patient church - man : you must go with me , Mr. Doctor . Hoft . Pardon , guest
...
Mr. Doctor Caius , I am come to fetch you home ; I am sworn of the peace ; you
have thew'd yourself a wise physician , and Sir Hugb hath shown himself a wise
and patient church - man : you must go with me , Mr. Doctor . Hoft . Pardon , guest
...
Strana 297
Enter Hoft , Caius , and Rugby . ” Shal . It appears so , by his weapons : keep
them asunder : here comes Doctor Caius . Page . Nay , good Mr. Parson , keep in
your weapon . Sbal . So do you , good Mr. Doctor . Hoft . Disarm them , and let ...
Enter Hoft , Caius , and Rugby . ” Shal . It appears so , by his weapons : keep
them asunder : here comes Doctor Caius . Page . Nay , good Mr. Parson , keep in
your weapon . Sbal . So do you , good Mr. Doctor . Hoft . Disarm them , and let ...
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Strana 41 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Strana 382 - Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; • And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Strana lxviii - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time!
Strana 21 - Know thus far forth. — By accident most strange, bountiful fortune, Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies Brought to this shore ; and by my prescience I find my zenith doth depend upon A most auspicious star, whose influence If now I court not, but omit, my fortunes Will ever after droop.
Strana 366 - Stands at a guard with envy ; scarce confesses That his blood flows, or that his appetite Is more to bread than stone : hence shall we see, If power change purpose, what our seemers be.
Strana 49 - Hence, bashful cunning ! And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant, Whether you will or no.
Strana 33 - All things in common, nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Strana 153 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen ; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Strana 155 - Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.
Strana 293 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields. A honey tongue, a heart of gall Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle...