The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, Zväzok 3 |
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Strana 18
... Signior Baptifta , will you be fo * ftrange ? Sorry am I , that our good will effects Bianca's grief . Gre . Why will you mew her up , Signior Baptifta , for this fiend of hell , And make her bear the penance of her tongue ? Bap ...
... Signior Baptifta , will you be fo * ftrange ? Sorry am I , that our good will effects Bianca's grief . Gre . Why will you mew her up , Signior Baptifta , for this fiend of hell , And make her bear the penance of her tongue ? Bap ...
Strana 19
... Signior Gremio ; but a word , I pray , tho ' the nature of our quarrel never yet brook'd Parle , know now , upon advice , it toucheth us both , that we may yet again have accefs to our fair Miftrefs , and be happy rivals in Bianca's ...
... Signior Gremio ; but a word , I pray , tho ' the nature of our quarrel never yet brook'd Parle , know now , upon advice , it toucheth us both , that we may yet again have accefs to our fair Miftrefs , and be happy rivals in Bianca's ...
Strana 24
... Signior Hortenfio , come you to part the fray ? Con tutto il Core , ben trovato , may I fay . Hor . Alla noftra Cafa ben venuto , molto bonorato Signior mio Petruchio . Rife , Grumio , rife ; we will compound this quarrel . Gru . Nay ...
... Signior Hortenfio , come you to part the fray ? Con tutto il Core , ben trovato , may I fay . Hor . Alla noftra Cafa ben venuto , molto bonorato Signior mio Petruchio . Rife , Grumio , rife ; we will compound this quarrel . Gru . Nay ...
Strana 25
... Signior Hortenfio , thus it ftands with me , Antonio my father is deceas'd ; And I have thruft myfelf into this maze , Happly to wive and thrive , as best I may : Crowns in my purfe I have , and goods at home , And fo am come abroad to ...
... Signior Hortenfio , thus it ftands with me , Antonio my father is deceas'd ; And I have thruft myfelf into this maze , Happly to wive and thrive , as best I may : Crowns in my purfe I have , and goods at home , And fo am come abroad to ...
Strana 28
... Signior Baptifta's liberality , I'll mend it with a largefs . Take the papers too , And let me have them very well perfum'd ; For fhe is sweeter than perfume itself , To whom they go ; what will you read to her ? Luc . Whate'er I read ...
... Signior Baptifta's liberality , I'll mend it with a largefs . Take the papers too , And let me have them very well perfum'd ; For fhe is sweeter than perfume itself , To whom they go ; what will you read to her ? Luc . Whate'er I read ...
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againſt anſwer Antipholis Baptifta Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Bianca Bion Cath Catharine Claud Claudio Count doft Dogb doth Dromio Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire Faulc Faulconbridge feems fenfe fent ferve fhall 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 itſelf jeft 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 ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Signior ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Tranio uſe villain WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
Populárne pasáže
Strana 363 - 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 458 - 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.
Strana 192 - Friendship is constant in all other things, Save in the office and affairs of love ; Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues ; Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent ; for beauty is a witch, Against whose charms faith melteth into blood : This is an accident of hourly proof, which I mistrusted not.
Strana 467 - 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.