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 3J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, H. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, L. Hawes, Clark and Collins, W. Johnston, T. Caslon, T. Lownds, and the executors of B. Dodd, 1765 |
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... must go fetch the Head- The Paffage has particular Hu- borough . mour in it , and must have been very pleafing at that time of day . But I must clear up a Piece of Stage hiftory , to make it under- ftood . There is a fuftian old Play ...
... must go fetch the Head- The Paffage has particular Hu- borough . mour in it , and must have been very pleafing at that time of day . But I must clear up a Piece of Stage hiftory , to make it under- ftood . There is a fuftian old Play ...
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... must live a Maid at home ; And therefore has he clofely mew'd her up , Because the fhall not be annoy'd with fuitors , Luc . Ah , Tranio , what a cruel Father's he ! But art not thou advis'd he took fome care To get her cunning fchool ...
... must live a Maid at home ; And therefore has he clofely mew'd her up , Because the fhall not be annoy'd with fuitors , Luc . Ah , Tranio , what a cruel Father's he ! But art not thou advis'd he took fome care To get her cunning fchool ...
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... must go with thee , For in Baptifta's house my Treasure is : He hath the jewel of my life in hold , His youngest daughter , beautiful Bianca ; And her with - holds he from me , and others more Suitors to her , and Rivals in my love ...
... must go with thee , For in Baptifta's house my Treasure is : He hath the jewel of my life in hold , His youngest daughter , beautiful Bianca ; And her with - holds he from me , and others more Suitors to her , and Rivals in my love ...
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... must have me affifting you in all . But will you wooe this wild cat ? Pet . Will I live ? Gru . Will he wooe her ? ay , or I'll hang her . Pet . Why came I hither , but to that intent ? Think you , a little din can daunt my ears ? Have ...
... must have me affifting you in all . But will you wooe this wild cat ? Pet . Will I live ? Gru . Will he wooe her ? ay , or I'll hang her . Pet . Why came I hither , but to that intent ? Think you , a little din can daunt my ears ? Have ...
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... must not look fo fower . Cath . It is my fashion when I see a crab . Pet . Why , here's no crab , and therefore look not fo fower . Cath . There is , there is . Pet . Then , fhew it me . Cath . Had a glass , I would . Pet . What , you ...
... must not look fo fower . Cath . It is my fashion when I see a crab . Pet . Why , here's no crab , and therefore look not fo fower . Cath . There is , there is . Pet . Then , fhew it me . Cath . Had a glass , I would . Pet . What , you ...
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againſt anfwer Antipholis Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Bianca Bion Cath Catharine Claud Claudio Coufin Count daughter doft Dogb doth Dromio Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire Faulc Faulconbridge feems fenfe fent ferve fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firft fome foul fpeak France ftand fuch fure fwear fweet Gremio hath hear heav'n Hero himſelf honour Hortenfio houfe houſe huſband John Kate King King John knave lady Leon Leonato Lord Lucentio Madam mafter marry miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never Padua paffage Pedro Petruchio pleaſe pray prefent Prince purpoſe reafon reft SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Signior ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thou art Tranio uſed villain WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
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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.