The plays of Shakespeare, from the text of S. Johnson, with the prefaces, notes &c. of Rowe, Pope and many other critics. 6 vols. [in 12 pt. Followed by] Shakespeare's poems, المجلد 3 |
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الصفحة 13
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson. COST . This maid will ferve my turn , Sir . KING . Sir , I will pronounce fentence ; you shall fast a week with bran and water , COST . I had rather pray a month with mutton and por- ridge . KING . And ...
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson. COST . This maid will ferve my turn , Sir . KING . Sir , I will pronounce fentence ; you shall fast a week with bran and water , COST . I had rather pray a month with mutton and por- ridge . KING . And ...
الصفحة 18
... turn ; the Passado he respects not , the Duello he regards not ; his disgrace is to be call'd boy ; but his glory is to fubdue men . Adieu , valour ! rust , rapier ! be still , drum ! for your manager is in love ; yea , he loveth ...
... turn ; the Passado he respects not , the Duello he regards not ; his disgrace is to be call'd boy ; but his glory is to fubdue men . Adieu , valour ! rust , rapier ! be still , drum ! for your manager is in love ; yea , he loveth ...
الصفحة 21
... turns to a mirth - moving jest ; Which his fair tongue ( conceits expositor ) Delivers in such apt and gracious words , That aged ears play truant to his tales ; And younger hearings are quite ravish'd ; So fweet and voluble is his ...
... turns to a mirth - moving jest ; Which his fair tongue ( conceits expositor ) Delivers in such apt and gracious words , That aged ears play truant to his tales ; And younger hearings are quite ravish'd ; So fweet and voluble is his ...
الصفحة 28
... turning up your eyelids ; figh a note and fing a note ; fometimes through the throat , as if you swallow'd love with finging love ; fometimes through the nofe , as if you fnufft up love by fmelling love ; with your hat penthouse like ...
... turning up your eyelids ; figh a note and fing a note ; fometimes through the throat , as if you swallow'd love with finging love ; fometimes through the nofe , as if you fnufft up love by fmelling love ; with your hat penthouse like ...
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Afide againſt anſwer Antigonus becauſe beſt BIRON Bohemia BOYET buſineſs Camillo CAPELL Coftard defire doth DUKE Enter Exeunt Exit faid fair Fair ladies fame fatire feems fenfe fhall fhew fignifies fince fing firſt fome fomething fool foul fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fwear fweet gentleman give hath heart himſelf honour houſe Ibid Illyria itſelf JOHNS king lady lefs lord madam Malvolio maſter means miſtreſs moft moſt MOTH muſt myſelf Navarre paffage Paulina perfon pleaſe Polixenes Pompey praiſe prefent princeſs purpoſe queen reafon ſay SCENE ſee Shakespeare ſhall ſhe SHEP ſhould Sicilia Sir Toby ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtay ſuch ſweet thee thefe THEOB theſe thofe thoſe thou art tongue underſtand uſe WARB whofe word yourſelf
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 6 - Save base authority from others' books. These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights, Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.
الصفحة 56 - Subtle as sphinx: as sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
الصفحة 158 - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
الصفحة 55 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
الصفحة 207 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.