The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators ; to which are Added Notes by Sam. Johnson, Svazek 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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Strana 22
... Bion . Where have I been ? nay , how now , where are you ? master , has my fellow Tranio ftoll'n your cloaths , or you ftoll'n his , or both ? pray , what's the news ? Luc . Sirrah , come hither : ' tis no time to jest ; And therefore ...
... Bion . Where have I been ? nay , how now , where are you ? master , has my fellow Tranio ftoll'n your cloaths , or you ftoll'n his , or both ? pray , what's the news ? Luc . Sirrah , come hither : ' tis no time to jest ; And therefore ...
Strana 23
... Bion . Ay , Sir , ne'er a whit . Luc . And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth ; Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio . Bion . The better for him : ' Would , I were so too . Tra . So would I , i'faith , boy , to have the next wish after ; that ...
... Bion . Ay , Sir , ne'er a whit . Luc . And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth ; Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio . Bion . The better for him : ' Would , I were so too . Tra . So would I , i'faith , boy , to have the next wish after ; that ...
Strana 30
... Bion . He , that has the two fair daughters ? is't he you mean ? Tra . Even he , Biondello . Gre . Hark you , Sir , you mean not her , to Tra . Perhaps , him and her ; what have you to do ? Pet . Not her that chides , Sir , at any hand ...
... Bion . He , that has the two fair daughters ? is't he you mean ? Tra . Even he , Biondello . Gre . Hark you , Sir , you mean not her , to Tra . Perhaps , him and her ; what have you to do ? Pet . Not her that chides , Sir , at any hand ...
Strana 32
... Bion . O excellent motion ! fellows , let's be gone . Hor . The motion's good indeed , and be it fo , Petruchio , I fhall be your ben venuto . [ Exeunt . [ The Prefenters , above , fpeak bere . 1 Man . My Lord , you rod ; you do not ...
... Bion . O excellent motion ! fellows , let's be gone . Hor . The motion's good indeed , and be it fo , Petruchio , I fhall be your ben venuto . [ Exeunt . [ The Prefenters , above , fpeak bere . 1 Man . My Lord , you rod ; you do not ...
Strana 51
... Bion . Mafter , Mafter ; old news , and such news as you never heard of . Bap . Is it new and old too ? how may that be ? Full of Spleen . ] That is , full of humour , caprice , and incon- fancy . E 2 Bion . Bion . Why , is it not news ...
... Bion . Mafter , Mafter ; old news , and such news as you never heard of . Bap . Is it new and old too ? how may that be ? Full of Spleen . ] That is , full of humour , caprice , and incon- fancy . E 2 Bion . Bion . Why , is it not news ...
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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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Strana 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.
Strana 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...
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.
Strana 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.