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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The Author in- tended but a poor Witticism , and even That is loft . The Hoftefs would fay , that he'll fetch a Conftable : and this Officer fhe calls by his other Name , a Third- borough : and upon this Term Sly founds the Conundrum in ...
The Author in- tended but a poor Witticism , and even That is loft . The Hoftefs would fay , that he'll fetch a Conftable : and this Officer fhe calls by his other Name , a Third- borough : and upon this Term Sly founds the Conundrum in ...
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Huntsman , I charge thee , tender well my hounds , Brach , Merriman , the poor cur is imboft ' ; And couple Clowder with the deep - mouth'd Brach . Saw'st thou not , boy , how Silver made it good At the hedge - corner in the coldest ...
Huntsman , I charge thee , tender well my hounds , Brach , Merriman , the poor cur is imboft ' ; And couple Clowder with the deep - mouth'd Brach . Saw'st thou not , boy , how Silver made it good At the hedge - corner in the coldest ...
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1 In former editions , Who for these feven Years bath efleem'd himfelf No better than a poor and loath- Some Beggar . ] I have ventur'd to alter a Word here , against the Authority of the printed Copies ; and hope , I fhall be juftified ...
1 In former editions , Who for these feven Years bath efleem'd himfelf No better than a poor and loath- Some Beggar . ] I have ventur'd to alter a Word here , against the Authority of the printed Copies ; and hope , I fhall be juftified ...
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Bianca , ftand afide ; poor girl , fhe weeps ; Go ply thy needle , meddle not with her . For fhame , thou hilding ' of a devilish spirit , Why doft thou wrong her , that did ne'er wrong thee ? When did the crofs thee with a bitter word ...
Bianca , ftand afide ; poor girl , fhe weeps ; Go ply thy needle , meddle not with her . For fhame , thou hilding ' of a devilish spirit , Why doft thou wrong her , that did ne'er wrong thee ? When did the crofs thee with a bitter word ...
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Saving your tale , Petruchio , I pray , let us , that are poor petitioners , speak too . you are marvellous forward . Baccare , you are mar- vellous forward . ] We muft read , Baccalare ; by which the Italians mean , thou arrogant ...
Saving your tale , Petruchio , I pray , let us , that are poor petitioners , speak too . you are marvellous forward . Baccare , you are mar- vellous forward . ] We muft read , Baccalare ; by which the Italians mean , thou arrogant ...
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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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