The Works of William Shakespeare: The comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. A midsummer-night's dream. The merchant of VeniceChapman and Hall, 1866 |
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... pray , Are penitent for your default to - day . Ant . S. Stop in your wind , sir : tell me this , I pray , — Where have you left the money that I gave you ? Dro . E. 0 , -sixpence , that I had o ' Wednesday last To pay the saddler for ...
... pray , Are penitent for your default to - day . Ant . S. Stop in your wind , sir : tell me this , I pray , — Where have you left the money that I gave you ? Dro . E. 0 , -sixpence , that I had o ' Wednesday last To pay the saddler for ...
Strana 11
... pray you , jest , sir , as you sit at dinner : I from my mistress come to you in post ; If I return , I shall be ... prays that you will hie you home to dinner . Ant . S. What , wilt thou flout me thus unto my face , Being forbid ? There ...
... pray you , jest , sir , as you sit at dinner : I from my mistress come to you in post ; If I return , I shall be ... prays that you will hie you home to dinner . Ant . S. What , wilt thou flout me thus unto my face , Being forbid ? There ...
Strana 16
... pray you , master , tell me . Ant . S. Yea , dost thou jeer and flout me in the teeth ? Think'st thou I jest ? Hold , take thou that , and that . [ Beating him . Dro . S. Hold , sir , for God's sake ! now your jest is earnest : Upon ...
... pray you , master , tell me . Ant . S. Yea , dost thou jeer and flout me in the teeth ? Think'st thou I jest ? Hold , take thou that , and that . [ Beating him . Dro . S. Hold , sir , for God's sake ! now your jest is earnest : Upon ...
Strana 17
... pray you , eat none of it . Ant . S. Your reason ? Dro . S. Lest it make you choleric , and purchase me an- other dry basting . Ant . S. Well , sir , learn to jest in good time : there's a time for all things . Dro . S. I durst have ...
... pray you , eat none of it . Ant . S. Your reason ? Dro . S. Lest it make you choleric , and purchase me an- other dry basting . Ant . S. Well , sir , learn to jest in good time : there's a time for all things . Dro . S. I durst have ...
Strana 18
... pray you . Dro . S. Sure ones , then . Ant . S. Nay , not sure , in a thing falsing . ( 31 ) Dro . S. Certain ones , then . Ant . S. Name them . Dro . S. The one , to save the money that he spends in trimming ; ( 32 ) the other , that ...
... pray you . Dro . S. Sure ones , then . Ant . S. Nay , not sure , in a thing falsing . ( 31 ) Dro . S. Certain ones , then . Ant . S. Name them . Dro . S. The one , to save the money that he spends in trimming ; ( 32 ) the other , that ...
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Strana 236 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Strana 410 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Strana 282 - CHORUS. Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Strana 400 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Strana 310 - I had, but man is but a patch'd fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had. 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.