The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volumul 3 |
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PLAYS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE I William 1564-1616 Shakespeare,Isaac 1742-1807 Reed,Samuel 1709-1784 Johnson Nu există previzualizare disponibilă - 2016 |
PLAYS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE I William 1564-1616 Shakespeare,Isaac 1742-1807 Reed,Samuel 1709-1784 Johnson Nu există previzualizare disponibilă - 2016 |
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Pasaje populare
Pagina 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...
Pagina 467 - 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 458 - 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.