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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... death : I pry'thee go , and get me fome repaft ; I care not what , fo it be wholesome food . Gru . What fay you to a neat's foot ? Cath . ' Tis paffing good ; I pry'thee , let me have it . Gru . I fear , it is too flegmatick a meat ...
... death : I pry'thee go , and get me fome repaft ; I care not what , fo it be wholesome food . Gru . What fay you to a neat's foot ? Cath . ' Tis paffing good ; I pry'thee , let me have it . Gru . I fear , it is too flegmatick a meat ...
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... death with a bottom of brown thread : I faid a gown . Pet . Proceed . Tay . With a small compaft cape . Gru . I confefs the cape . Tay . With a trunk - fleeve . Gru . I confefs two fleeves . Tay . The fleeves curiously cut . Pet . Ay ...
... death with a bottom of brown thread : I faid a gown . Pet . Proceed . Tay . With a small compaft cape . Gru . I confefs the cape . Tay . With a trunk - fleeve . Gru . I confefs two fleeves . Tay . The fleeves curiously cut . Pet . Ay ...
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... death end woes and all . Duke . Merchant of Syracufa , plead no more ; I am not partial to infringe our laws : The enmity , and difcord , which of late Sprung from the ranc'rous outrage of your To merchants , our well - dealing ...
... death end woes and all . Duke . Merchant of Syracufa , plead no more ; I am not partial to infringe our laws : The enmity , and difcord , which of late Sprung from the ranc'rous outrage of your To merchants , our well - dealing ...
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... death is according to the ordinary courfe of providence , [ wrought by nature ] and not the effects of divine vengeance overtaking me for my crimes [ not by vile of fence . ] WARBURTON . To To Epidamnum , ' till my factor's death , And ...
... death is according to the ordinary courfe of providence , [ wrought by nature ] and not the effects of divine vengeance overtaking me for my crimes [ not by vile of fence . ] WARBURTON . To To Epidamnum , ' till my factor's death , And ...
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... death , And the great care of goods at random left , Drew me from kind embracements of my fpoufe ; From whom my abfence was not fix months old , Before herself , almoft at fainting under The pleafing punishment that women bear , Had ...
... death , And the great care of goods at random left , Drew me from kind embracements of my fpoufe ; From whom my abfence was not fix months old , Before herself , almoft at fainting under The pleafing punishment that women bear , Had ...
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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.