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 12
... face , She was the faireft creature in the world , And yet he is inferior to none . Sly . Am I a Lord , and have I fuch a Lady ? Or do I dream ? or have I dreamt ' till now ? I do not fleep ; I fee , I hear , I fpeak ; I fmell sweet ...
... face , She was the faireft creature in the world , And yet he is inferior to none . Sly . Am I a Lord , and have I fuch a Lady ? Or do I dream ? or have I dreamt ' till now ? I do not fleep ; I fee , I hear , I fpeak ; I fmell sweet ...
Strana 17
... face , and ufe you like a fool . Hor . From all fuch devils , good Lord , deliver us . Gre . And me too , good Lord . Tra . Hush , master , here's fome good pastime ] toward . That wench is ftark mad , or wonderful fro- ward . Luc . But ...
... face , and ufe you like a fool . Hor . From all fuch devils , good Lord , deliver us . Gre . And me too , good Lord . Tra . Hush , master , here's fome good pastime ] toward . That wench is ftark mad , or wonderful fro- ward . Luc . But ...
Strana 21
... face ; Such as the daughter of Agenor had , That made great Jove to humble him to her hand , When with his knees he ... faces , For man OF THE SHRE W. II.
... face ; Such as the daughter of Agenor had , That made great Jove to humble him to her hand , When with his knees he ... faces , For man OF THE SHRE W. II.
Strana 22
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson. Nor can we diftinguish'd by our faces , For man or mafter : then it follows thus . Thou shalt be mafter , Tranio , in my ftead ; * Keep house , and port , and fervants , as I fhould . I will fome other ...
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson. Nor can we diftinguish'd by our faces , For man or mafter : then it follows thus . Thou shalt be mafter , Tranio , in my ftead ; * Keep house , and port , and fervants , as I fhould . I will fome other ...
Strana 27
... face , and fo disfigure her with it , that fhe fhall have no more eyes to fee withal than a cat . You know him not , Sir . Hor . Tarry , Petruchio , I muft go with thee , For in Baptifta's houfe my Treasure is : He hath the jewel of my ...
... face , and fo disfigure her with it , that fhe fhall have no more eyes to fee withal than a cat . You know him not , Sir . Hor . Tarry , Petruchio , I muft go with thee , For in Baptifta's houfe my Treasure is : He hath the jewel of my ...
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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
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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.