The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators ; to which are Added Notes by Sam. Johnson, Том 3J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, H. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, L. Hawes, Clark and Collins, W. Johnston, T. Caslon, T. Lownds, and the executors of B. Dodd, 1765 |
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... comes it , that your kindred fhun your house , As beaten hence by your ftrange lunacy . Oh , noble Lord , bethink thee of thy birth , Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment , And banish hence thefe abject lowly dreams . Look ...
... comes it , that your kindred fhun your house , As beaten hence by your ftrange lunacy . Oh , noble Lord , bethink thee of thy birth , Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment , And banish hence thefe abject lowly dreams . Look ...
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... come now to bed . Sim , drink to her . - Lady . Thrice noble Lord , let me entreat of you , To pardon me yet for a night or two . Or , if not fo , until the fun be fet ; For your Phyficians have exprefly charg'd , In peril to incur your ...
... come now to bed . Sim , drink to her . - Lady . Thrice noble Lord , let me entreat of you , To pardon me yet for a night or two . Or , if not fo , until the fun be fet ; For your Phyficians have exprefly charg'd , In peril to incur your ...
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... comes the rogue . Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I been ? nay , how now , where are you ? master , has my fellow Tranio ftoll'n your cloaths , or you ftoll'n his , or both ? pray , what's the news ? Luc . Sirrah , come ...
... comes the rogue . Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I been ? nay , how now , where are you ? master , has my fellow Tranio ftoll'n your cloaths , or you ftoll'n his , or both ? pray , what's the news ? Luc . Sirrah , come ...
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... come you to part the fray ? Con tutto il Core , ben trovato , may I say . Hor . Alla noftra Cafa ben venuto , molto bonorato Signor mio Petruchio . Rife , Grumio , rife ; we will compound this quarrel . Gru . Nay , ' tis no matter ...
... come you to part the fray ? Con tutto il Core , ben trovato , may I say . Hor . Alla noftra Cafa ben venuto , molto bonorato Signor mio Petruchio . Rife , Grumio , rife ; we will compound this quarrel . Gru . Nay , ' tis no matter ...
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... come abroad to see the world . Hor . Petruchio , fhall I then come roundly to thee , And with thee to a fhrew'd ill - favour'd wife ? Thou'dft thank me but a little for my counsel , And yet , I'll promise thee , fhe fhall be rich , And ...
... come abroad to see the world . Hor . Petruchio , fhall I then come roundly to thee , And with thee to a fhrew'd ill - favour'd wife ? Thou'dft thank me but a little for my counsel , And yet , I'll promise thee , fhe fhall be rich , And ...
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Стр. 465 - 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.
Стр. 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...
Стр. 457 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Стр. 499 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Стр. 456 - 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.
Стр. 361 - 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.