The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]., Band 3 |
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... Kate , untie my hands . Cath . If that be jest , then all the rest was so . [ Strikes ber . Enter Baptifta . Bap . Why , how now , dame , whence grows this insolence ? Bianca , stand afide ; poor girl , she weeps ; Go ply thy needle ...
... Kate , untie my hands . Cath . If that be jest , then all the rest was so . [ Strikes ber . Enter Baptifta . Bap . Why , how now , dame , whence grows this insolence ? Bianca , stand afide ; poor girl , she weeps ; Go ply thy needle ...
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... Kate to you ? Pet , I pray you , do . I will attend her here , [ Exit Bap . with Gre . Hor . and Tranio . And woo her with some spirit when she comes . Say that she rail , why then I'll tell her plain She fings as sweetly as a ...
... Kate to you ? Pet , I pray you , do . I will attend her here , [ Exit Bap . with Gre . Hor . and Tranio . And woo her with some spirit when she comes . Say that she rail , why then I'll tell her plain She fings as sweetly as a ...
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... Kate , the prettiest Kate in christendom , Kate of Kate - hall , my fuper - dainty Kate , ( For dainties are all Gates ) and therefore Kate ; Take this of me , Kate of my confolation ! Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town , Thy ...
... Kate , the prettiest Kate in christendom , Kate of Kate - hall , my fuper - dainty Kate , ( For dainties are all Gates ) and therefore Kate ; Take this of me , Kate of my confolation ! Hearing thy mildness prais'd in every town , Thy ...
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... Kate . Insooth you scape not so . Cath . I chafe you if I tarry ; let me go . Pete No , not a whit , I find you ... Kate doth limp ? Oh sland'rous world ! Kate , like the hazle - twig , Is fstrait and lender , and as brown in hue ...
... Kate . Insooth you scape not so . Cath . I chafe you if I tarry ; let me go . Pete No , not a whit , I find you ... Kate doth limp ? Oh sland'rous world ! Kate , like the hazle - twig , Is fstrait and lender , and as brown in hue ...
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... Kate , And then let Kate be chaft , and Dian sportful . Cath . Where did you study all this goodly speech ? Pet . It is extempore , from my mother - wit . Cath . A witty mother , witless else her fon . Pet .. Am I not wife ? Cath . Yes ...
... Kate , And then let Kate be chaft , and Dian sportful . Cath . Where did you study all this goodly speech ? Pet . It is extempore , from my mother - wit . Cath . A witty mother , witless else her fon . Pet .. Am I not wife ? Cath . Yes ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 145 - 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...
Seite 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Seite 201 - 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.
Seite 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Seite 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Seite 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Seite 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...