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 15
... fair Padua , nursery of arts , I am arriv'd from fruitful Lombardy 1 , The pleasant garden of great Italy ; And , by my father's love and leave , am arm'd With his good - will , and thy good company : Most trusty fervant , well approv'd ...
... fair Padua , nursery of arts , I am arriv'd from fruitful Lombardy 1 , The pleasant garden of great Italy ; And , by my father's love and leave , am arm'd With his good - will , and thy good company : Most trusty fervant , well approv'd ...
Strana 19
... fair Miftrefs , and be happy rivals in Bianca's love , to labour and effect one thing ' fpecially . Gre . What's that , I pray ? Hor . Marry , Sir , to get a husband for her fifter . Gre . A hufband ! a devil.- Hor . I fay a husband ...
... fair Miftrefs , and be happy rivals in Bianca's love , to labour and effect one thing ' fpecially . Gre . What's that , I pray ? Hor . Marry , Sir , to get a husband for her fifter . Gre . A hufband ! a devil.- Hor . I fay a husband ...
Strana 29
... fair Bianca , fo belov'd of me . Gre . Belov'd of me , and that my deeds fhall prove . Gru . And that his bags fhall prove . Hor . Gremio , ' tis now no time to vent our love . Liften to me ; and , if you fpeak me fair , I'll tell you ...
... fair Bianca , fo belov'd of me . Gre . Belov'd of me , and that my deeds fhall prove . Gru . And that his bags fhall prove . Hor . Gremio , ' tis now no time to vent our love . Liften to me ; and , if you fpeak me fair , I'll tell you ...
Strana 30
... fair daughters ? is't he you mean ? Tra . Even he , Biondello . Gre . Hark you , Sir , you mean not her , to Tra . Perhaps , him and her ; what have you to do ? Pet . Not her that chides , Sir , at any hand , I pray . 3 That gives not ...
... fair daughters ? is't he you mean ? Tra . Even he , Biondello . Gre . Hark you , Sir , you mean not her , to Tra . Perhaps , him and her ; what have you to do ? Pet . Not her that chides , Sir , at any hand , I pray . 3 That gives not ...
Strana 31
... Fair Leda's daughter had a thousand wooers ; Then well One more may fair Bianca have , And fo fhe fhall . Lucentio fhall make one , Tho ' Paris came , in hope to fpeed alone . Gre . What , this Gentleman will out talk us all ! Luc . Sir ...
... Fair Leda's daughter had a thousand wooers ; Then well One more may fair Bianca have , And fo fhe fhall . Lucentio fhall make one , Tho ' Paris came , in hope to fpeed alone . Gre . What , this Gentleman will out talk us all ! Luc . Sir ...
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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.