The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumul 5 |
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Pagina 97
Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO . Pet . Verona , for a while I take my leave , To see my friends in Padua ; but , of all , My best beloved and approved friend , Hortensio ; and , I trow , this is his house :Here , sirrah Grumio ; knock , I ...
Enter PETRUCHIO and GRUMIO . Pet . Verona , for a while I take my leave , To see my friends in Padua ; but , of all , My best beloved and approved friend , Hortensio ; and , I trow , this is his house :Here , sirrah Grumio ; knock , I ...
Pagina 98
Rise , Grumio , rise ; we will compound this quarrel . Gru . Nay , ' tis no matter , what he ' leges in Latin.If this be not a lawful cause for me to leave his service , -Look you , sir , —he bid me knock him , and rap him soundly ...
Rise , Grumio , rise ; we will compound this quarrel . Gru . Nay , ' tis no matter , what he ' leges in Latin.If this be not a lawful cause for me to leave his service , -Look you , sir , —he bid me knock him , and rap him soundly ...
Pagina 101
See , to beguile the old folks , how the young folks lay their heads together ! Master , master , look about you : Who goes there ? ha ! Hor . Peace , Grumio ; ' tis the rival of my love : Petruchio , stand by a while . Gru .
See , to beguile the old folks , how the young folks lay their heads together ! Master , master , look about you : Who goes there ? ha ! Hor . Peace , Grumio ; ' tis the rival of my love : Petruchio , stand by a while . Gru .
Pagina 102
Grumio , mum ! —God save you , signior Gremio ! Gre . And you're well met , signior Hortensio . Trow you , Whither I am going ? —To Baptista Minola . I promis'd to enquire carefully About a schoolmaster for fair Bianca : And , by good ...
Grumio , mum ! —God save you , signior Gremio ! Gre . And you're well met , signior Hortensio . Trow you , Whither I am going ? —To Baptista Minola . I promis'd to enquire carefully About a schoolmaster for fair Bianca : And , by good ...
Pagina 129
Enter PETRUCHI0 and GRUMIO . Pet . Come , where be these gallants ? who is at home ? Bap . You are welcome , sir . Pet . And yet I come not well . Bap . And yet you halt not . Tra , Not so well apparell'd As I wish you were . Pet .
Enter PETRUCHI0 and GRUMIO . Pet . Come , where be these gallants ? who is at home ? Bap . You are welcome , sir . Pet . And yet I come not well . Bap . And yet you halt not . Tra , Not so well apparell'd As I wish you were . Pet .
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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
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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...