The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Svazek 5Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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Strana 6
... looks . For , since the mortal and intestine jars , ' Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us , It hath in solemn synods been decreed , Both by the Syracusans and ourselves , To admit no traffick to our adverse towns : Nay , more , If any ...
... looks . For , since the mortal and intestine jars , ' Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us , It hath in solemn synods been decreed , Both by the Syracusans and ourselves , To admit no traffick to our adverse towns : Nay , more , If any ...
Strana 15
... Look , when I serve him so , he takes it ill . Luc . O , know , he is the bridle of your will . Adr . There's none , but asses , will be bridled so . Luc . Why , headstrong liberty is lash'd with woe . There's nothing situate under ...
... Look , when I serve him so , he takes it ill . Luc . O , know , he is the bridle of your will . Adr . There's none , but asses , will be bridled so . Luc . Why , headstrong liberty is lash'd with woe . There's nothing situate under ...
Strana 18
... look . Hath homely age the alluring beauty took From my poor cheek ? then he hath wasted it : Are my discourses dull ? barren my wit ? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd , Unkindness blunts it , more than marble hard . Do their ...
... look . Hath homely age the alluring beauty took From my poor cheek ? then he hath wasted it : Are my discourses dull ? barren my wit ? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd , Unkindness blunts it , more than marble hard . Do their ...
Strana 20
... looks , Or I will beat this method in your sconce . Dro . S. Sconce , call you it ? so you would leave battering , I had rather have it a head : an you use these blows long , I must get a sconce for my head , and insconce it too ; or ...
... looks , Or I will beat this method in your sconce . Dro . S. Sconce , call you it ? so you would leave battering , I had rather have it a head : an you use these blows long , I must get a sconce for my head , and insconce it too ; or ...
Strana 23
... look strange , and frown ; Some other mistress hath thy sweet aspects , I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . The time was once , when thou unurg'd would'st vow , That never words were musick to thine ear , That never object pleasing in ...
... look strange , and frown ; Some other mistress hath thy sweet aspects , I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . The time was once , when thou unurg'd would'st vow , That never words were musick to thine ear , That never object pleasing in ...
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ANTIPHOLUS Aquitain ARMADO Baptista Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Biron Boyet chain comes Cost COSTARD Curt daughter dost thou doth Dromio ducats Duke Dull Dumain Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fool forsworn gentle gentleman give grace Grumio hand hath hear heart hither horse Hortensio husband Kate Kath KATHARINA King knock l'envoy lady Long Longaville look lord Lucentio madam Marry master merry mistress Moth Nath Navarre ne'er never oath Padua Petruchio Pisa Pompey pray Prin princess quoth Rosaline SCENE Servant shrew signior Gremio Sirrah sister speak stay sweet Syracusan Syracuse tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast to-day tongue Tranio unto villain Vincentio wench What's wife wilt withal woman word
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Strana 262 - 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 260 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Strana 209 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Strana 261 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Strana 160 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband...