The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Band 3 |
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It is extempore , from my mother - wit . Cath . A witty mother , witlefs elfe her fon . Pet . Am I not wife ? Cath . Yes ; keep you warm . Pet . Why fo I mean , fweet Catharine , in thy bed : And therefore setting all this chat aside ...
It is extempore , from my mother - wit . Cath . A witty mother , witlefs elfe her fon . Pet . Am I not wife ? Cath . Yes ; keep you warm . Pet . Why fo I mean , fweet Catharine , in thy bed : And therefore setting all this chat aside ...
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The Moon ! the Sun : it is not Moon - light now . Pet . I fay , it is the Moon that fhines fo bright . Cath . I know , it is the Sun that shines fo bright . Pet . Now by my mother's fon , and that's myself , It shall be Moon , or Star ...
The Moon ! the Sun : it is not Moon - light now . Pet . I fay , it is the Moon that fhines fo bright . Cath . I know , it is the Sun that shines fo bright . Pet . Now by my mother's fon , and that's myself , It shall be Moon , or Star ...
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Ay , Sir , fo his mother fays , if I may believe her . Pet . Why , how now , Gentleman ! why , this is flat knavery to take upon you another man's name . Ped . Lay hands on the villain . I believe , he means to cozen fomebody in this ...
Ay , Sir , fo his mother fays , if I may believe her . Pet . Why , how now , Gentleman ! why , this is flat knavery to take upon you another man's name . Ped . Lay hands on the villain . I believe , he means to cozen fomebody in this ...
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There fhe had not been long , but she became A joyful mother of two goodly fons ; And , which was ftrange , the one fo like the other , As could not be diftinguifh'd but by names . That very hour , and in the self - fame inn , A poor ...
There fhe had not been long , but she became A joyful mother of two goodly fons ; And , which was ftrange , the one fo like the other , As could not be diftinguifh'd but by names . That very hour , and in the self - fame inn , A poor ...
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I to the world am like a drop of water , That in the ocean feeks another drop , Who falling there to find his fellow forth , Unfeen , inquifitive , confounds himself : So I , to find a mother and a brother , In queft of them , unhappy ...
I to the world am like a drop of water , That in the ocean feeks another drop , Who falling there to find his fellow forth , Unfeen , inquifitive , confounds himself : So I , to find a mother and a brother , In queft of them , unhappy ...
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Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
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| Titel | The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Band 3 The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, William Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Verlag | J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
| Original von | New York Public Library |
| Digitalisiert | 28. Dez. 2006 |
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