The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators ; to which are Added Notes by Sam. Johnson, Volumen3J. 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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... give her thanks , As tho ' fhe bid me ftay by her a week ; If the deny to wed , I'll crave the day When I fhall ask the banns , and when be married ? But here she comes , and now , Petruchio , fpeak . SCENE Enter Catharina . IV . Good ...
... give her thanks , As tho ' fhe bid me ftay by her a week ; If the deny to wed , I'll crave the day When I fhall ask the banns , and when be married ? But here she comes , and now , Petruchio , fpeak . SCENE Enter Catharina . IV . Good ...
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... Give me thy hand , Kate , I will unto Venice , To buy apparel ' gainft the wedding day ; Father , provide the feast , and bid the guests ; I will be fure , my Catharine fhall be fine . Bap . I know not what to fay , but give your hands ...
... Give me thy hand , Kate , I will unto Venice , To buy apparel ' gainft the wedding day ; Father , provide the feast , and bid the guests ; I will be fure , my Catharine fhall be fine . Bap . I know not what to fay , but give your hands ...
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... Give's fome more drink bere - where's the tapfler ? bere , Sim , eat fome of these things . Sim . So I do , my Lord . Sly . Here , Sim , I drink to thee . A C T III . SCENE I. Baptifta's House . Enter Lucentio , Hortenfio , and Bianca ...
... Give's fome more drink bere - where's the tapfler ? bere , Sim , eat fome of these things . Sim . So I do , my Lord . Sly . Here , Sim , I drink to thee . A C T III . SCENE I. Baptifta's House . Enter Lucentio , Hortenfio , and Bianca ...
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... give his refentment any colour . We muft read as , without queftion , Shakespeare wrote , and THY felf , fellow Cur- tis . Why Grumio faid that winter had tamed Curtis was for his flowness in fhewing Grumio to a good fire . Befides ...
... give his refentment any colour . We muft read as , without queftion , Shakespeare wrote , and THY felf , fellow Cur- tis . Why Grumio faid that winter had tamed Curtis was for his flowness in fhewing Grumio to a good fire . Befides ...
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... give him joy ! Tra . Ay , and he'll tame her . Bian . He fays fo , Tranio . Tra . ' Faith , he's gone unto the Taming school . Bian . The Taming fchool ? what , is there fuch a place ? Tra . Ay , miftrefs , and Petruchio is the mafter ...
... give him joy ! Tra . Ay , and he'll tame her . Bian . He fays fo , Tranio . Tra . ' Faith , he's gone unto the Taming school . Bian . The Taming fchool ? what , is there fuch a place ? Tra . Ay , miftrefs , and Petruchio is the mafter ...
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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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Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.