The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Band 7Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... hast thou got ! thou hast got more hair on thy chin , than Dobbin my thill - horse has on his tail . Laun . It should seem then , that Dobbin's tail SCENE II . 27 MERCHANT OF VENICE .
... hast thou got ! thou hast got more hair on thy chin , than Dobbin my thill - horse has on his tail . Laun . It should seem then , that Dobbin's tail SCENE II . 27 MERCHANT OF VENICE .
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... hast obtain'd thy suit : Shylock , thy master , spoke with me this day , And hath preferr'd thee , if it be preferment , To leave a rich Jew's service , to become The follower of so poor a gentleman . Laun . The old proverb is very well ...
... hast obtain'd thy suit : Shylock , thy master , spoke with me this day , And hath preferr'd thee , if it be preferment , To leave a rich Jew's service , to become The follower of so poor a gentleman . Laun . The old proverb is very well ...
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... hast done with me ; -What , Jessica ! - And sleep and snore , and rend apparel out ; — Why , Jessica , I say ! Laun . Why , Jessica ! Shy . Who bids thee call ? I do not bid thee call . Laun . Your worship was wont to tell me , I could ...
... hast done with me ; -What , Jessica ! - And sleep and snore , and rend apparel out ; — Why , Jessica , I say ! Laun . Why , Jessica ! Shy . Who bids thee call ? I do not bid thee call . Laun . Your worship was wont to tell me , I could ...
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... and Servant . Shy . How now , Tubal , what news from Genoa ? hast thou found my daughter ? Tub . I often came where I did hear of her , but can- not find her . Shy . Why there , there , there , there 50 ACT 111 . MERCHANT OF VENICE .
... and Servant . Shy . How now , Tubal , what news from Genoa ? hast thou found my daughter ? Tub . I often came where I did hear of her , but can- not find her . Shy . Why there , there , there , there 50 ACT 111 . MERCHANT OF VENICE .
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... Hast thou of me , as she is for a wife . Jes . Nay , but ask my opinion too of that . Lor . I will anon ; first , let us go to dinner . Jes . Nay , let me praise you , while I have a stomach . Lor . No , pray thee , let it serve 70 ACT ...
... Hast thou of me , as she is for a wife . Jes . Nay , but ask my opinion too of that . Lor . I will anon ; first , let us go to dinner . Jes . Nay , let me praise you , while I have a stomach . Lor . No , pray thee , let it serve 70 ACT ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
answer Antonio Bass Bassanio Beat Beatrice BERTRAM better blood bond Bora BORACHIO Boskos brother Claud Claudio Count cousin daughter dear Dogb Don JOHN Don PEDRO dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fair lady faith farewell father flesh fool fortune Friar gentleman give grace Gratiano hand hath hear heart heaven Hero honest honour husband Jessica King knave lady LAFEU Laun Launcelot Leon Leonato live look lord Lorenzo madam maid Marg marriage marry master master constable Messina Narbon Nerissa never night noble PAROLLES PORTIA pray thee prince ring Rousillon Salan Salar SCENE Shylock signior Benedick Sold soul speak swear sweet tell thank there's thine thing thou art thousand ducats to-night tongue troth Venice Verg villain virginity wear What's wife word young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 20 - Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe: You call me — misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears, you need my help: Go to then; you come to me, and you say, Shylock, we would have monies...
Seite 91 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Seite 177 - 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 132 - They say, miracles are past; and we -have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar things, supernatural and causeless. Hence is it, that we make trifles of terrors; ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.
Seite 55 - Bass. So may the outward shows be least themselves: The world is still deceived with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?
Seite 20 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' 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 89 - The moon shines bright: — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Seite 84 - Ant. So please my lord the Duke, and . all the Court, To quit the fine for one half of his goods, I am content, so he will let me have The other half in use, to render it, Upon his death, unto the gentleman...
Seite 92 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature ; The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Seite 50 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall . we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.