The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators ; to which are Added Notes by Sam. Johnson, المجلد 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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الصفحة 5
... doth he breathe ? 2 Hun . He breathes , my Lord . Were he not warm'd with ale , This were a bed but cold , to fleep fo foundly . Lord . O monftrous beaft ! how like a fwine he lies ! -Grim death , how foul and loathfome is thy image ...
... doth he breathe ? 2 Hun . He breathes , my Lord . Were he not warm'd with ale , This were a bed but cold , to fleep fo foundly . Lord . O monftrous beaft ! how like a fwine he lies ! -Grim death , how foul and loathfome is thy image ...
الصفحة 40
... doth wear his fting ? In his tail Cath . In his tongue . Pet . Whofe tongue ? Cath . Yours , if you talk of tails ; and fo farewel . Pet . What with my tongue in your tail ? nay , come again , Good Kate , I am a gentleman . Cath . That ...
... doth wear his fting ? In his tail Cath . In his tongue . Pet . Whofe tongue ? Cath . Yours , if you talk of tails ; and fo farewel . Pet . What with my tongue in your tail ? nay , come again , Good Kate , I am a gentleman . Cath . That ...
الصفحة 41
... doth the world report , that Kate doth limp ? Oh flanderous world ! Kate , like the hazel - twig , Is ftrait and flender ; and as brown in hue As hazel - nuts , and sweeter than the kernels . O , let me fee thee walk ; thou doft not ...
... doth the world report , that Kate doth limp ? Oh flanderous world ! Kate , like the hazel - twig , Is ftrait and flender ; and as brown in hue As hazel - nuts , and sweeter than the kernels . O , let me fee thee walk ; thou doft not ...
الصفحة 42
... doth make like thee well ; ) Thou must be married to no man but me . For I am he , am born to tame you , Kate ; And bring you from a wild cat to a Kate , Conformable as other houfhold Kates ; Here comes your father , never make denial ...
... doth make like thee well ; ) Thou must be married to no man but me . For I am he , am born to tame you , Kate ; And bring you from a wild cat to a Kate , Conformable as other houfhold Kates ; Here comes your father , never make denial ...
الصفحة 44
... doth freeze . Gre . But thine doth fry ' . Skipper , stand back ; ' tis age that nourisheth . Tra . But youth in ladies ' eyes that flourisheth . Bap . Content you , Gentlemen , I will compound this ftrife ; ' Tis deeds muft win the ...
... doth freeze . Gre . But thine doth fry ' . Skipper , stand back ; ' tis age that nourisheth . Tra . But youth in ladies ' eyes that flourisheth . Bap . Content you , Gentlemen , I will compound this ftrife ; ' Tis deeds muft win the ...
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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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الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.