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, 1765 |
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... poor accoutrements , ' Twere well for Kate , and better for myself .. But what a fool am I to chat with you , When I should bid good - morrow to my Bride , And feal the title with a lovely kiss ? [ Exit . Tra . He hath fome meaning in ...
... poor accoutrements , ' Twere well for Kate , and better for myself .. But what a fool am I to chat with you , When I should bid good - morrow to my Bride , And feal the title with a lovely kiss ? [ Exit . Tra . He hath fome meaning in ...
Página 65
... a fermon of conti- nency to her , And rails and fwears , and rates ; that fhe , poor foul , Knows not which way to ftand , to look , to speak , VOL . III . F And And fits as one new - rifen from a dream OF THE SHRE W. 65.
... a fermon of conti- nency to her , And rails and fwears , and rates ; that fhe , poor foul , Knows not which way to ftand , to look , to speak , VOL . III . F And And fits as one new - rifen from a dream OF THE SHRE W. 65.
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... poor word , yet I have no better , and per- haps the author had not another that would rhyme . I once thought to tranfpofe the words rings and things , but it would make little improvement . SCENE SCENE Enter Taylor . VIII . Come ...
... poor word , yet I have no better , and per- haps the author had not another that would rhyme . I once thought to tranfpofe the words rings and things , but it would make little improvement . SCENE SCENE Enter Taylor . VIII . Come ...
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... poor ; For ' tis the mind , that makes the body rich : And as the fun breaks through the darkest clouds , So honour peereth in the meanest habit . What , is the jay more precious than the lark , Because his feathers are more beautiful ...
... poor ; For ' tis the mind , that makes the body rich : And as the fun breaks through the darkest clouds , So honour peereth in the meanest habit . What , is the jay more precious than the lark , Because his feathers are more beautiful ...
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... poor Cur looked up and wagged his Tail ; but the Mafter , to thew the Impatience of his Temper , drew a Piftol and fhot him dead . He had no fooner done it , but he fell into a thoufand Apologies for his unhappy Rathnefs , and begg'd as ...
... poor Cur looked up and wagged his Tail ; but the Mafter , to thew the Impatience of his Temper , drew a Piftol and fhot him dead . He had no fooner done it , but he fell into a thoufand Apologies for his unhappy Rathnefs , and begg'd as ...
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againſt anfwer Antipholis Baptifta Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Bianca Bion Cath Catharine Claud Claudio Conft Coufin Count doft Dogb doth Dromio Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire Faulc Faulconbridge feems fenfe fent ferve fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firft firſt 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 reafon reft SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Signior ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thou art thouſand Tranio uſe villain WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
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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 469 - 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 241 - The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life Shall come apparel'd in more precious habit, More moving, delicate, and full of life, Into the eye and prospect of his soul Than when she liv'd indeed ; then shall he mourn, If ever love had interest in his liver.
Página 460 - 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.