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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... Love in idleness : And now in plainnefs do confefs to thee , ( That art to me as fecret , and as dear , As Anna to the Queen of Carthage was ; ) Tranio , I burn , I pine , I perifh Tranio . If I atchieve not this young modeft girl ...
... Love in idleness : And now in plainnefs do confefs to thee , ( That art to me as fecret , and as dear , As Anna to the Queen of Carthage was ; ) Tranio , I burn , I pine , I perifh Tranio . If I atchieve not this young modeft girl ...
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Why , this is a heavy chance ' twixt him and you , Your ancient , trufty , pleafant fervant Grumio ; And tell me now , fweet friend , what happy Gale Blows you to Padua here , from old Verona ? Pet . Pet . Such wind as fcatters young ...
Why , this is a heavy chance ' twixt him and you , Your ancient , trufty , pleafant fervant Grumio ; And tell me now , fweet friend , what happy Gale Blows you to Padua here , from old Verona ? Pet . Pet . Such wind as fcatters young ...
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Such wind as fcatters young men through the world , To feek their fortunes farther than at home , › Where small experience grows . But , in a few , Signior Hortenfio , thus it ftands with me , Antonio my father is deceas'd ; And I have ...
Such wind as fcatters young men through the world , To feek their fortunes farther than at home , › Where small experience grows . But , in a few , Signior Hortenfio , thus it ftands with me , Antonio my father is deceas'd ; And I have ...
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I can , Petruchio , help thee to a wife With wealth enough , and young and beauteous , Brought up , as beft becomes a gentlewoman . Her only fault , and that is fault enough , Is , that he is intolerably curft : And threwd , and froward ...
I can , Petruchio , help thee to a wife With wealth enough , and young and beauteous , Brought up , as beft becomes a gentlewoman . Her only fault , and that is fault enough , Is , that he is intolerably curft : And threwd , and froward ...
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Here's no knavery ! fee , to beguile the old folks , how the young folks lay their heads together . Mafter , look about you : who goes there ? ha ! Hor . Peace , Grumio , ' tis the Rival of my love . Petruchio , ftand by a while . Gru .
Here's no knavery ! fee , to beguile the old folks , how the young folks lay their heads together . Mafter , look about you : who goes there ? ha ! Hor . Peace , Grumio , ' tis the Rival of my love . Petruchio , ftand by a while . Gru .
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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.