The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Zväzok 3J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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Strana 34
... thee ? When did fhe cross thee with a bitter word ? Cath . Her filence flouts me ; and I'll be reveng'd . [ Flies after Bianca . Bap . What , in my fight ? -Bianca , get thee in . [ Exit Bianca . Cath . Will you not fuffer me ? nay ...
... thee ? When did fhe cross thee with a bitter word ? Cath . Her filence flouts me ; and I'll be reveng'd . [ Flies after Bianca . Bap . What , in my fight ? -Bianca , get thee in . [ Exit Bianca . Cath . Will you not fuffer me ? nay ...
Strana 39
... thee belongs : Myfelf am mov'd to wooe thee for my wife . Catb . Mov'd ? -in good time - let him that mov'd you hither , Remove you hence ; I knew you at the firft You were a moveable . D4 Pet . Pet . Why , what's a moveable ? Cath . OF ...
... thee belongs : Myfelf am mov'd to wooe thee for my wife . Catb . Mov'd ? -in good time - let him that mov'd you hither , Remove you hence ; I knew you at the firft You were a moveable . D4 Pet . Pet . Why , what's a moveable ? Cath . OF ...
Strana 40
... thee ; For knowing thee to be but young and light- Cath . Too light for fuch a fwain as you to catch ; And yet as heavy as my weight fhould be . Pet . Should bee ; fhould buz . - Cath . Well ta'en , and like a buzzard . Pet . Oh , flow ...
... thee ; For knowing thee to be but young and light- Cath . Too light for fuch a fwain as you to catch ; And yet as heavy as my weight fhould be . Pet . Should bee ; fhould buz . - Cath . Well ta'en , and like a buzzard . Pet . Oh , flow ...
Strana 43
... thee hang'd on Sunday first . Gre . Hark : Petruchio ! fhe fays , fhe'll fee thee hang'd first . Tra . Is this your speeding ? nay , then , good night , our part ! Pet . Be patient , Sirs , I chufe her for myself ; If the and I be pleas ...
... thee hang'd on Sunday first . Gre . Hark : Petruchio ! fhe fays , fhe'll fee thee hang'd first . Tra . Is this your speeding ? nay , then , good night , our part ! Pet . Be patient , Sirs , I chufe her for myself ; If the and I be pleas ...
Strana 50
... thee ranging , Hortenfio will be quit with thee by changing . SCENE IL [ Exit . Enter Baptifta , Gremio , Tranio , Catharina , Lu- centio , Bianca , and attendants . Bap . Signior Lucentio , this is the ' pointed day That Cathrine and ...
... thee ranging , Hortenfio will be quit with thee by changing . SCENE IL [ Exit . Enter Baptifta , Gremio , Tranio , Catharina , Lu- centio , Bianca , and attendants . Bap . Signior Lucentio , this is the ' pointed day That Cathrine and ...
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againſt anfwer Antipholis Baptifta Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Bianca Bion Cath Catharine Claud Claudio Conft Coufin Count doft Dogb doth Dromio Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire Faulc Faulconbridge feems fenfe fent ferve fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firft firſt 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 reafon reft SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Signior ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thou art thouſand Tranio uſe villain WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
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Strana 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...
Strana 469 - 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.
Strana 241 - The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life Shall come apparel'd in more precious habit, More moving, delicate, and full of life, Into the eye and prospect of his soul Than when she liv'd indeed ; then shall he mourn, If ever love had interest in his liver.
Strana 460 - 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.