The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumul 5 |
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Pagina 7
Was wrought by nature , not by vile offence , I'll utter what my sorrow gives me leave . In Syracusa was I born ; and wed Unto a woman , happy but for me , And by me too , had not our hap been bad . With her I liv'd in joy ; our wealth ...
Was wrought by nature , not by vile offence , I'll utter what my sorrow gives me leave . In Syracusa was I born ; and wed Unto a woman , happy but for me , And by me too , had not our hap been bad . With her I liv'd in joy ; our wealth ...
Pagina 10
But , though thou art adjudged to the death , And passed sentence may not be recall'd , But to our honour's great disparagement , Yet will I favour thee in what I can : Therefore , merchant , I'll ...
But , though thou art adjudged to the death , And passed sentence may not be recall'd , But to our honour's great disparagement , Yet will I favour thee in what I can : Therefore , merchant , I'll ...
Pagina 11
Within this hour it will be dinner - time : Till that , I'll view the manners of the town , Peruse the traders , gaze upon the buildings , And then return , and sleep within mine inn ; For with long travel I am stiff and weary .
Within this hour it will be dinner - time : Till that , I'll view the manners of the town , Peruse the traders , gaze upon the buildings , And then return , and sleep within mine inn ; For with long travel I am stiff and weary .
Pagina 14
E. What mean you , sir ? for God's sake , hold your hands ; Nay , an you will not , sir , I'll take my heels . [ Erit Dro . E. Ant . S. Upon my life , by some device or other , The villain is o'er - raught of all my money .
E. What mean you , sir ? for God's sake , hold your hands ; Nay , an you will not , sir , I'll take my heels . [ Erit Dro . E. Ant . S. Upon my life , by some device or other , The villain is o'er - raught of all my money .
Pagina 16
Ere I learn love , I'll practise to obey . Adr . How if your husband start some other where ? Luc . Till he come home again , I would forbear . Adr . Patience , unmov'd , no marvel though she pause ; They can be meek , that have no ...
Ere I learn love , I'll practise to obey . Adr . How if your husband start some other where ? Luc . Till he come home again , I would forbear . Adr . Patience , unmov'd , no marvel though she pause ; They can be meek , that have no ...
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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...