The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 5
... that differs not from the stalling of an ox ? his horfes are bred better ; for befides that they are fair with their feeding , they are taught their manage , and to that end riders dearly hired : but I , his brother , gain nothing ...
... that differs not from the stalling of an ox ? his horfes are bred better ; for befides that they are fair with their feeding , they are taught their manage , and to that end riders dearly hired : but I , his brother , gain nothing ...
Pàgina 6
Oh . Marry , Sir , be better employ'd , and do aught a while . Orla . Shall I keep your hogs , and eat husks with them ? what prodigal's portion have I spent , that I fhould come to fuch penury ? your orchard . Oli .
Oh . Marry , Sir , be better employ'd , and do aught a while . Orla . Shall I keep your hogs , and eat husks with them ? what prodigal's portion have I spent , that I fhould come to fuch penury ? your orchard . Oli .
Pàgina 11
All the better , we shall be the more marketable , Bon jour , Monfieur Le Bey ; what news ? Le Beu . Fair Princefs , you have loft much sport . Cel . Sport ; of what colour ? Le Beu . What colour , Madam ? how shall I answer you ? Rof .
All the better , we shall be the more marketable , Bon jour , Monfieur Le Bey ; what news ? Le Beu . Fair Princefs , you have loft much sport . Cel . Sport ; of what colour ? Le Beu . What colour , Madam ? how shall I answer you ? Rof .
Pàgina 14
no wrong , for I have none to lament me ; the world no injury , for in it I have nothing ; only in the world I fill up a place , which may be better fupply'd when I have made it empty . Rof . The little ftrength that I have , I would it ...
no wrong , for I have none to lament me ; the world no injury , for in it I have nothing ; only in the world I fill up a place , which may be better fupply'd when I have made it empty . Rof . The little ftrength that I have , I would it ...
Pàgina 15
Can I not fay , I thank you ? my better parts Are all thrown down , and that which here ftands up If but a quintain , a meer lifeless block . Rof . He calls us back : my pride fell with my fortunes . I'll ask him what he would .
Can I not fay , I thank you ? my better parts Are all thrown down , and that which here ftands up If but a quintain , a meer lifeless block . Rof . He calls us back : my pride fell with my fortunes . I'll ask him what he would .
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attend bear better Bianca bring brother Cath comes Count Court daughter dear doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear felf fellow fhall fhould fome fool fortune foul fpeak friends fuch fweet gentle give hand hath hear heart hold honour hope hour houſe I'll keep King knave Lady leave live look Lord Lucentio Madam mafter maid marry mean moft muft nature never night Orla Petruchio play pleaſe poor pray ring Rofalind SCENE Signior Sir Toby ſpeak tell thank thee there's theſe thing thou thou art thought tongue true wife woman young youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 145 - 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...
Pàgina 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Pàgina 201 - 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.
Pàgina 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Pàgina 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Pàgina 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Pàgina 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...