The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volum 5Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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Pàgina 14
... hands ; Nay , an you will not , sir , I'll take my heels . [ Exit DRO . E. Ant . S. Upon my life , by some device or other , The villain is o'er - raught of all my money . They say , this town is full of cozenage ; As , nimble jugglers ...
... hands ; Nay , an you will not , sir , I'll take my heels . [ Exit DRO . E. Ant . S. Upon my life , by some device or other , The villain is o'er - raught of all my money . They say , this town is full of cozenage ; As , nimble jugglers ...
Pàgina 16
... hands with me , and that my two ears can witness . Adr . Say , didst thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ? Dro . E. Ay , ay , he told his mind upon mine ear : Beshrew his hand , I scarce could understand it . Luc . Spake he so ...
... hands with me , and that my two ears can witness . Adr . Say , didst thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ? Dro . E. Ay , ay , he told his mind upon mine ear : Beshrew his hand , I scarce could understand it . Luc . Spake he so ...
Pàgina 23
... hand , That never meat sweet - savour'd in thy taste , Unless I spake , look'd , touch'd , or carv'd to thee . How comes it now , my husband , oh , how comes it , That thou art then estranged from thyself ? Thyself I call it , being ...
... hand , That never meat sweet - savour'd in thy taste , Unless I spake , look'd , touch'd , or carv'd to thee . How comes it now , my husband , oh , how comes it , That thou art then estranged from thyself ? Thyself I call it , being ...
Pàgina 24
... hand cut the wedding ring , And break it with a deep - divorcing vow ? I know thou canst ; and therefore , see , thou do it . I am possess'd with an adulterate blot ; My blood is mingled with the crime of lust : For , if we two be one ...
... hand cut the wedding ring , And break it with a deep - divorcing vow ? I know thou canst ; and therefore , see , thou do it . I am possess'd with an adulterate blot ; My blood is mingled with the crime of lust : For , if we two be one ...
Pàgina 27
... hand to show : If the skin were parchment , and the blows you gave were ink , Your own handwriting would tell you what I think . Ant . E. I think , thou art an ass . Dro . E. Marry , so it doth appear By the wrongs I suffer , and the ...
... hand to show : If the skin were parchment , and the blows you gave were ink , Your own handwriting would tell you what I think . Ant . E. I think , thou art an ass . Dro . E. Marry , so it doth appear By the wrongs I suffer , and the ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
ANTIPHOLUS Aquitain ARMADO Baptista Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Biron Boyet chain comes Cost COSTARD Curt daughter dost thou doth Dromio ducats Duke Dull Dumain Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fool forsworn gentle gentleman give grace Grumio hand hath hear heart hither horse Hortensio husband Kate Kath KATHARINA King knock l'envoy lady Long Longaville look lord Lucentio madam Marry master merry mistress Moth Nath Navarre ne'er never oath Padua Petruchio Pisa Pompey pray Prin princess quoth Rosaline SCENE Servant shrew signior Gremio Sirrah sister speak stay sweet Syracusan Syracuse tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast to-day tongue Tranio unto villain Vincentio wench What's wife wilt withal woman word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 262 - When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Pàgina 260 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Pàgina 209 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Pàgina 261 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Pàgina 160 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband...