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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... houses in the fuburbs of Vienna must be pluck'd down . Bawd . And what shall become of those in the city ? Clown . They fhall ftand for feed : they had gone down too , but that a wife burgher put in for them . Bawd . But fhall all our ...
... houses in the fuburbs of Vienna must be pluck'd down . Bawd . And what shall become of those in the city ? Clown . They fhall ftand for feed : they had gone down too , but that a wife burgher put in for them . Bawd . But fhall all our ...
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... HOUSE . Enter Angelo , Efcalus , a Justice , and Attendants . WE ANGELO . E muft not make a fcare - crow of the law Setting it up to fear the birds of prey , And let it keep one shape , till custom make it Their perch , and not their ...
... HOUSE . Enter Angelo , Efcalus , a Justice , and Attendants . WE ANGELO . E muft not make a fcare - crow of the law Setting it up to fear the birds of prey , And let it keep one shape , till custom make it Their perch , and not their ...
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... houses , I know no law : bring them away . Ang . How now , fir ! What's your name ? and what's the matter ? Elb . If it please your honour , I am the poor duke's conftable , and my name is Elbow ; I do lean upon juftice , fir , and do ...
... houses , I know no law : bring them away . Ang . How now , fir ! What's your name ? and what's the matter ? Elb . If it please your honour , I am the poor duke's conftable , and my name is Elbow ; I do lean upon juftice , fir , and do ...
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... house , if it be not a bawd's house , it is pity of her life , for it is a naughty house . Efcal How doft thou know that , conftable ? Elb . Marry , fir , by my wife ; who , if fhe had been a woman cardinally given , might have been ...
... house , if it be not a bawd's house , it is pity of her life , for it is a naughty house . Efcal How doft thou know that , conftable ? Elb . Marry , fir , by my wife ; who , if fhe had been a woman cardinally given , might have been ...
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... house , which at that very diftant time ftood , as it were , in a fruit - dish , a dish of fome three pence ; your honours have feen fuch difhes ; they are not China dishes , but very good dishes . Efcal , Go to , go to ; no matter for ...
... house , which at that very diftant time ftood , as it were , in a fruit - dish , a dish of fome three pence ; your honours have feen fuch difhes ; they are not China dishes , but very good dishes . Efcal , Go to , go to ; no matter for ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Afide againſt anfwer Angelo Antipholis Bawd Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Biron Borachio Boyet brother Claud Claudio Clown Coft Coftard defire Dogb doth Dromio Duke Efcal Enter Exeunt Exit expreffion eyes fafe faid falfe fame fatire feems fenfe fent fhall fhew fhould fifter fignifies fignior fince firft flander fome fool foul fpeak fpeech friar ftand ftill fubject fuch fuppofe fure fweet grace hath hear heaven Hero himſelf honour houſe huſband Ifab jeft JOHNSON King lady lapwing lefs Leon Leonato lord Lucio mafter mean meaſure moft moſt Moth muft muſt myſelf obferved paffage Pedro perfon pleaſe Pompey pray prefent prifon prince Prov Provoft purpoſe reafon Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe Sir Thomas Hanmer ſpeak STEEVENS tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thofe thoſe thou art tongue uſe WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 251 - 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 469 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Seite 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.
Seite 419 - 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.
Seite 422 - 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...
Seite 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...
Seite 344 - 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 304 - 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...