The Plays of William Shakespeare. In Ten Volumes: Measure for measure ; Comedy of errors ; Much ado about nothing ; Love's labour's lostC. Bathurst, J. Beecroft, W. Strahan, J. and F. Rivington, J. Hinton, L. Davis, Hawes, Clarke and Collins, R. Horsfield, W. Johnston, W. Owen, T. Caslon, E. Johnson, S. Crowder, B. White, T. Longman, B. Law, E. and C. Dilly, C. Corbett, W. Griffin, T. Cadell, W. Woodfall, G. Keith, T. Lowndes, T. Davies, J. Robson, T. Becket, F. Newbery, G. Robinson, T. Payne, J. Williams, M. Hingeston, and J. Ridley., 1773 |
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Strana 170
Dromio , thou drone , thou snail , thou sug , thou sot ! S. Dro . I am transformed ,
master , am I not ? Ant . I think , thou art in mind , and so am I. • We talk with
goblins , owls , and elvish Sprights ; ] Here Mr. Theobald calls out in the name of
...
Dromio , thou drone , thou snail , thou sug , thou sot ! S. Dro . I am transformed ,
master , am I not ? Ant . I think , thou art in mind , and so am I. • We talk with
goblins , owls , and elvish Sprights ; ] Here Mr. Theobald calls out in the name of
...
Strana 174
E. Dro . O villain , thou hast stoll'n both mine office and my name : The one ne'er
got me credit , the other mickle blame . If thou had'st been Dromio co - day in my
place , Thou would'tt have chang'd thy face for a name , or thy name for an ass .
E. Dro . O villain , thou hast stoll'n both mine office and my name : The one ne'er
got me credit , the other mickle blame . If thou had'st been Dromio co - day in my
place , Thou would'tt have chang'd thy face for a name , or thy name for an ass .
Strana 182
Ex . Luc , Enter Dromio of Syracuse . S. Ant . Why , how now , Dromio , where run'
st thou so fast ? S. Dro . Do you know me , sir ? am I Dromio ? am I your man ?
am I myself ? S. Ant . Thou art Dromio , thou art my man , thou art thyself . S. Dro .
Ex . Luc , Enter Dromio of Syracuse . S. Ant . Why , how now , Dromio , where run'
st thou so fast ? S. Dro . Do you know me , sir ? am I Dromio ? am I your man ?
am I myself ? S. Ant . Thou art Dromio , thou art my man , thou art thyself . S. Dro .
Strana 196
Enter Dromio of Syracuse . S. Cro . Master , here's the gold you sent me for : 9
what , have you got the picture of old Adam new appareil'd ? S. Ant . What gold is
this ? What Adam dost thou mean ? S. Dro . Not that Adam , that kept the
paradise ...
Enter Dromio of Syracuse . S. Cro . Master , here's the gold you sent me for : 9
what , have you got the picture of old Adam new appareil'd ? S. Ant . What gold is
this ? What Adam dost thou mean ? S. Dro . Not that Adam , that kept the
paradise ...
Strana 218
I , sir , am Dromio ; command him away . E. Dro . I , fir , am Dromio ; pray , let me
stay . S. Ant . Ægeon , art thou not ? or else his ghost ? S. Dro . O , my old master !
who hath bound him here ? Abb . Whoever bound him , I will loose his bonds ...
I , sir , am Dromio ; command him away . E. Dro . I , fir , am Dromio ; pray , let me
stay . S. Ant . Ægeon , art thou not ? or else his ghost ? S. Dro . O , my old master !
who hath bound him here ? Abb . Whoever bound him , I will loose his bonds ...
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Strana 249 - Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love: Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues; Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch, Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.
Strana 8 - Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Strana 467 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Strana 23 - 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 417 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power; And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Strana 420 - From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world...
Strana 8 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Strana 342 - These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights, Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.
Strana 42 - Alas ! alas ! 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 302 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...