The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumul 5 |
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Pagina 90
... get you in : And let it not displease thee , good Bianca ; For I will love thee ne'er the less , my girl . Kath . A pretty peat ! ' tis best Put finger in the eye , -an she knew why . Bian . Sister , content you in my discontent .
... get you in : And let it not displease thee , good Bianca ; For I will love thee ne'er the less , my girl . Kath . A pretty peat ! ' tis best Put finger in the eye , -an she knew why . Bian . Sister , content you in my discontent .
Pagina 107
Bian . Good sister , wrong me not , nor wrong yourself , To make a bondmaid and a slave of me ; That I disdain : but for these other gawds , Unbind my hands , I'll pull them off myself , Yea , all my raiment , to my petticoat : Or ...
Bian . Good sister , wrong me not , nor wrong yourself , To make a bondmaid and a slave of me ; That I disdain : but for these other gawds , Unbind my hands , I'll pull them off myself , Yea , all my raiment , to my petticoat : Or ...
Pagina 123
Bian . Why , gentlemen , you do me duuble wrong , To strive for that , which resteth in my choice : I am no breeching scholar in the schools ; I'll not be tied to hours , nor ' pointed times , But learn my lessons as I please myself .
Bian . Why , gentlemen , you do me duuble wrong , To strive for that , which resteth in my choice : I am no breeching scholar in the schools ; I'll not be tied to hours , nor ' pointed times , But learn my lessons as I please myself .
Pagina 124
[ To Bian . - Hor , retires . Luc . That will be never ; -tune your instrument . Bian . Where left we last ? Luc . Here , madam :Hac ibat Simois ; hic est Sigeia tellus ; Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis . Bian . Construe them .
[ To Bian . - Hor , retires . Luc . That will be never ; -tune your instrument . Bian . Where left we last ? Luc . Here , madam :Hac ibat Simois ; hic est Sigeia tellus ; Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis . Bian . Construe them .
Pagina 125
Bian . I must believe my master ; else , I promise you , I should be arguing still upon that doubt : But let it rest . - Now , Licio , to you : Good masters , take it not unkindly , pray , That I have been thus pleasant with you both .
Bian . I must believe my master ; else , I promise you , I should be arguing still upon that doubt : But let it rest . - Now , Licio , to you : Good masters , take it not unkindly , pray , That I have been thus pleasant with you both .
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
Attendants Baptista bear beauty better Bian Bianca Bion Biron Boyet break comes Cost Curt daughter doth Dromio Duke Dull Enter Erit Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fear fellow fire fool gentle give grace Grumio hand hast hath head hear heard heart hold horse Hortensio hour husband I'll Kate Kath KATHARINA keep King lady leave light live Long look lord Lucentio madam Marry master mean mistress Moth never oath officer Petruchio play pray present Prin prove rest SCENE Servant signior sister speak stand stay sure sweet tell thank thee thine thing thou thou art tongue Tranio true unto villain wife woman
Pasaje populare
Pagina 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.
Pagina 260 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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!
Pagina 160 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband...
Informații bibliografice
| Titlu | The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumul 5 The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
| Exemplar original de la | Biblioteca publică din New York |
| Scanată la | 27 Dec 2006 |
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