The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Band 2 |
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No master , Sir , but a poor man's son . His father , though I say't , is an honest
exceeding poor man , and , God be thanked , well to live . Laun . Well , let his
father be what he will , we talk of young Master Launcelot , Gob . Your worships
friend ...
No master , Sir , but a poor man's son . His father , though I say't , is an honest
exceeding poor man , and , God be thanked , well to live . Laun . Well , let his
father be what he will , we talk of young Master Launcelot , Gob . Your worships
friend ...
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Laun . To him , father . Gob . God bless your worship ! BAss . Gramercy , would'st
thou aught with me ? Gob . Here's my son , Sir , a poor boy.Laun . Not a poor boy
, Sir , but the rich Jew's man , that would , Sir , as my father fhall specify , Gob .
Laun . To him , father . Gob . God bless your worship ! BAss . Gramercy , would'st
thou aught with me ? Gob . Here's my son , Sir , a poor boy.Laun . Not a poor boy
, Sir , but the rich Jew's man , that would , Sir , as my father fhall specify , Gob .
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By will , but a poor thousand crowns ; and , as thou say'st , charged my brother on
his blessing to breed me well . And there begins my fadness . My brother Jaques
he keeps at school , and report speaks goldenly of his profit . For my part , he ...
By will , but a poor thousand crowns ; and , as thou say'st , charged my brother on
his blessing to breed me well . And there begins my fadness . My brother Jaques
he keeps at school , and report speaks goldenly of his profit . For my part , he ...
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And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools , Being native burghers of this desert city
, Should , in their own confines , with forked heads Have their round haunches
goar'd . I LORD . Indeed , my lord , The melancholy Jaques grieves at that ; And ...
And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools , Being native burghers of this desert city
, Should , in their own confines , with forked heads Have their round haunches
goar'd . I LORD . Indeed , my lord , The melancholy Jaques grieves at that ; And ...
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God'ild you , Sir , ' I desire of you the like : 1 press in here , Sir , among the rest of
the country copulative , to swear , and to forswear , according as marriage binds ,
and blood breaks -- a poor virgin , Sir , an ill - favour'd thing , Sir , but mine own ...
God'ild you , Sir , ' I desire of you the like : 1 press in here , Sir , among the rest of
the country copulative , to swear , and to forswear , according as marriage binds ,
and blood breaks -- a poor virgin , Sir , an ill - favour'd thing , Sir , but mine own ...
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Seite 342 - I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Seite 481 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Seite 344 - You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold: moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Seite 238 - 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.
Seite 392 - The slaves are ours. So do I answer you : The pound of flesh, which I demand of him, Is dearly bought, 'tis mine, and I will have it : If you deny me, fie upon your law ! There is no force in the decrees of Venice. I stand for judgment : answer ; shall I have it ? Duke.
Seite 342 - Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet, the Nazarite, conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
Seite 405 - In such a night Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love To come again to Carthage.
Seite 370 - I would my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her ear! would she were hearsed at my foot, and the ducats in her coffin!
Seite 443 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Seite 214 - The heaven such grace did lend her That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? for beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling ; To her let us garlands bring.
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| Titel | The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, Band 2 The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, William Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Herausgeber | Samuel Johnson |
| Veröffentlicht | 1771 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 3. Juli 2007 |
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