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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Because it is a blessing that he bestows on beasts , and what he hath scanted
men in hair , he hath given them in wit . Ant . Why , but there's many a man hath
more hair than wit . S. Dro . Not a man of those , but he hath the wit to lose his ...
Because it is a blessing that he bestows on beasts , and what he hath scanted
men in hair , he hath given them in wit . Ant . Why , but there's many a man hath
more hair than wit . S. Dro . Not a man of those , but he hath the wit to lose his ...
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Abb . How long hath this poffeffion held the man ? Adr . This week he hath been
heavy , sower , sad , And much , much different from the man he was : But , till this
afternoon , his passion Ne'er brake into extremity of rage . Abb . Hath hę not loft ...
Abb . How long hath this poffeffion held the man ? Adr . This week he hath been
heavy , sower , sad , And much , much different from the man he was : But , till this
afternoon , his passion Ne'er brake into extremity of rage . Abb . Hath hę not loft ...
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brings home full numbers ; I find here , that Don Pee dro hath bestowed much
honour on a young Florentine , call's Claudio . Mel . Much deserved on his part ,
and equally remembred by Don Pedro : he hath borne himself beyond the
promse ...
brings home full numbers ; I find here , that Don Pee dro hath bestowed much
honour on a young Florentine , call's Claudio . Mel . Much deserved on his part ,
and equally remembred by Don Pedro : he hath borne himself beyond the
promse ...
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I pray you , how many hath he kill'd and eaten in these wars ? but how many hath
he killd ? for , indeed , I promis'd to eat all of his killing . Leon . Faith , Neice , you
tax Signior Benedick too much ; but he'll be meet with you , I doubt it not . Mej .
I pray you , how many hath he kill'd and eaten in these wars ? but how many hath
he killd ? for , indeed , I promis'd to eat all of his killing . Leon . Faith , Neice , you
tax Signior Benedick too much ; but he'll be meet with you , I doubt it not . Mej .
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Leon . Which is but a humour , or a worm . Bene . Well , every one can master a
grief , but he that has it . Claud . Yet say I , he is in love . Pedro . ' There is no
appearance of fancy in him , unless it be a fancy that he hath to strange disguises
, as ...
Leon . Which is but a humour , or a worm . Bene . Well , every one can master a
grief , but he that has it . Claud . Yet say I , he is in love . Pedro . ' There is no
appearance of fancy in him , unless it be a fancy that he hath to strange disguises
, as ...
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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.