The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumul 5 |
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Pagina 12
E. Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd too late : The capon burns , the pig falls from the spit ; The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell , My mistress made it one upon my cheek : She is so hot , because the meat is cold ...
E. Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd too late : The capon burns , the pig falls from the spit ; The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell , My mistress made it one upon my cheek : She is so hot , because the meat is cold ...
Pagina 13
E. I pray you , jest , sir , as you sit at dinner : I from my mistress come to you in post ; If I return , I shall be post indeed ; For she will score your fault upon my pate . Methinks , your maw , like mine , should be your clock ...
E. I pray you , jest , sir , as you sit at dinner : I from my mistress come to you in post ; If I return , I shall be post indeed ; For she will score your fault upon my pate . Methinks , your maw , like mine , should be your clock ...
Pagina 14
Ant . S. Thy mistress ' marks ! what mistress , slave , bast thou ? Dro . E. Your worships ' wife , my mistress at the Phenix ; She , that doth fast , till you come home to dinner , And prays , that you will hie you home to dinner .
Ant . S. Thy mistress ' marks ! what mistress , slave , bast thou ? Dro . E. Your worships ' wife , my mistress at the Phenix ; She , that doth fast , till you come home to dinner , And prays , that you will hie you home to dinner .
Pagina 17
E. Why , mistress , sure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ? Dro . E. I mean not cuckold - mad ; but , sure , he's stark - mad : When I desir'd him to come home to dinner , He ask'd me for a thousand marks in ...
E. Why , mistress , sure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ? Dro . E. I mean not cuckold - mad ; but , sure , he's stark - mad : When I desir'd him to come home to dinner , He ask'd me for a thousand marks in ...
Pagina 19
Enter Dromio of Syracuse . How now , sir ? is your merry humour alter'd ? As you love strokes , so jest with me again . You know no Centaur ? you receiv'd no gold ? Your mistress sent to have me home to dinner ?
Enter Dromio of Syracuse . How now , sir ? is your merry humour alter'd ? As you love strokes , so jest with me again . You know no Centaur ? you receiv'd no gold ? Your mistress sent to have me home to dinner ?
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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...