The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volum 3J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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Pàgina 12
... She was the faireft creature in the world , And yet fhe 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 speak ; I fmell fweet favours ...
... She was the faireft creature in the world , And yet fhe 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 speak ; I fmell fweet favours ...
Pàgina 17
... She's too rough for me . There , there , Hortenfio , will you any wife ? Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it your will - To make a Stale of me amongst these mates ? Hor . Mates , maid , how mean you that ? no mates for you ; Unless you were ...
... She's too rough for me . There , there , Hortenfio , will you any wife ? Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it your will - To make a Stale of me amongst these mates ? Hor . Mates , maid , how mean you that ? no mates for you ; Unless you were ...
Pàgina 18
... she knew why . Bian . Sifter , content you in my discontent . Sir , to your pleasure humbly I fubscribe : My books and inftruments fhall be my company , On them to look , and practise by myself . Luc . Hark , Tranio , thou may't hear ...
... she knew why . Bian . Sifter , content you in my discontent . Sir , to your pleasure humbly I fubscribe : My books and inftruments fhall be my company , On them to look , and practise by myself . Luc . Hark , Tranio , thou may't hear ...
Pàgina 21
... she shall not be annoy'd with fuitors . Luc . Ah , Tranio , what a cruel Father's he ! But art not thou advis'd he took fome care To get her cunning fchool - mafters t ' inftruct her ? Tra . Ay , marry , am I , Sir ; and now ' tis ...
... she shall not be annoy'd with fuitors . Luc . Ah , Tranio , what a cruel Father's he ! But art not thou advis'd he took fome care To get her cunning fchool - mafters t ' inftruct her ? Tra . Ay , marry , am I , Sir ; and now ' tis ...
Pàgina 25
... She moves me not ; or not removes , at least , Affection's edge in me . Were the as rough 5 Where Small experience grows but in a FEW . ] This non- fenfe fhould be read thus : Where Small experience grows but in a MEW , i . e . a ...
... She moves me not ; or not removes , at least , Affection's edge in me . Were the as rough 5 Where Small experience grows but in a FEW . ] This non- fenfe fhould be read thus : Where Small experience grows but in a MEW , i . e . a ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
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
Passatges populars
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.