The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added NotesT. Longman, 1793 |
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Strana 12
... live ? CHA . They fay , he is already in the forest of Ar- den , and a many merry men with him ; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England : they fay , many young gentlemen flock to him every day ; and fleet the time ...
... live ? CHA . They fay , he is already in the forest of Ar- den , and a many merry men with him ; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England : they fay , many young gentlemen flock to him every day ; and fleet the time ...
Strana 34
... live out of her company . DUKE F. You are a fool : -You , niece , provide yourself ; If you out - stay the time , upon mine honour , And in the greatnefs of my word , you die . [ Exeunt Duke FREDERICK and Lords . CEL . Omy poor Rofalind ...
... live out of her company . DUKE F. You are a fool : -You , niece , provide yourself ; If you out - stay the time , upon mine honour , And in the greatnefs of my word , you die . [ Exeunt Duke FREDERICK and Lords . CEL . Omy poor Rofalind ...
Strana 44
... lives : Your brother- ( no , no brother ; yet the fon- Yet not the fon ; -I will not call him fon- Of him I was about to call his father , ) — Hath heard your praises ; and this night he means To burn the lodging where you use to lie ...
... lives : Your brother- ( no , no brother ; yet the fon- Yet not the fon ; -I will not call him fon- Of him I was about to call his father , ) — Hath heard your praises ; and this night he means To burn the lodging where you use to lie ...
Strana 47
... live here no more . At feventeen years many their fortunes feek ; But at fourscore , it is too late a week : Yet fortune cannot recompence me better , Than to die well , and not my master's debtor . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . The Forest of ...
... live here no more . At feventeen years many their fortunes feek ; But at fourscore , it is too late a week : Yet fortune cannot recompence me better , Than to die well , and not my master's debtor . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . The Forest of ...
Strana 55
... live i'the fun , ] Modern editions , to lie . JOHNSON . To live i ' the fun , is to labour and " fweat in the eye of Phoebus , " or , vitam agere fub dio ; for by lying in the fun , how could they get the food they eat ? TOLLET . 8 ...
... live i'the fun , ] Modern editions , to lie . JOHNSON . To live i ' the fun , is to labour and " fweat in the eye of Phoebus , " or , vitam agere fub dio ; for by lying in the fun , how could they get the food they eat ? TOLLET . 8 ...
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Strana 450 - 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...
Strana 59 - And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, ' It is ten o'clock : Thus may we see...
Strana 246 - 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.
Strana 37 - The seasons' difference; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say,— This is no flattery: these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Strana 68 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Strana 48 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I : when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.