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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... a wise gentleman ; nay , said I , he hath the tongues ; that I believe , faid she ,
for he fwore a thing to me on Monday night , which he forswore on Tuesday
morning ; there's a double tongue , there's two tongues . Thus did she an hour
together ...
... a wise gentleman ; nay , said I , he hath the tongues ; that I believe , faid she ,
for he fwore a thing to me on Monday night , which he forswore on Tuesday
morning ; there's a double tongue , there's two tongues . Thus did she an hour
together ...
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With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are
Added Notes by Sam Johnson William Shakespeare. 8 Clock to itself , knew the
true minute when Exceptions bid him speak ; and at that time * His tongue obey'd
his ...
With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are
Added Notes by Sam Johnson William Shakespeare. 8 Clock to itself , knew the
true minute when Exceptions bid him speak ; and at that time * His tongue obey'd
his ...
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They begin to smoak me , and disgraces have of late krock'd too often at my door
; I find , my tongue is too fool - hardy ; but my heart hath the fear of Mars before it
and of his creatures , not daring the reports of my tongue . Lord . This is the first ...
They begin to smoak me , and disgraces have of late krock'd too often at my door
; I find , my tongue is too fool - hardy ; but my heart hath the fear of Mars before it
and of his creatures , not daring the reports of my tongue . Lord . This is the first ...
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Therefore , to arms ! be champion of our Church Or let the Church our mother
breathe her curse , A mother's curse on her revolting son . France , thou may'st
hold a serpent by the tongue , A chafed lyon by the mortal paw , A fafting tyger
safer ...
Therefore , to arms ! be champion of our Church Or let the Church our mother
breathe her curse , A mother's curse on her revolting son . France , thou may'st
hold a serpent by the tongue , A chafed lyon by the mortal paw , A fafting tyger
safer ...
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Is this your promise ? go to , hold your tongue . Arth . Hubert , the utterance of a
brace of tongues Must needs want pleading for a pair of eyes : Let me not hold
my tongue : let me not , Hubert ; Or , Hubert , if you will , cut out my tongue , So ...
Is this your promise ? go to , hold your tongue . Arth . Hubert , the utterance of a
brace of tongues Must needs want pleading for a pair of eyes : Let me not hold
my tongue : let me not , Hubert ; Or , Hubert , if you will , cut out my tongue , So ...
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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.