The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumul 5 |
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Pagina 15
Good sister , let us dine , and never fret : A man is master of his liberty : Time is their master ; and , when they see time , They'll go , or come : If so , be patient , sister . Adr . Why should their liberty than ours be more ?
Good sister , let us dine , and never fret : A man is master of his liberty : Time is their master ; and , when they see time , They'll go , or come : If so , be patient , sister . Adr . Why should their liberty than ours be more ?
Pagina 23
The time was once , when thou unurg'd would'st vow , That never words were musick to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well - welcome to thy hand , That never meat sweet - savour'd in thy taste ...
The time was once , when thou unurg'd would'st vow , That never words were musick to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well - welcome to thy hand , That never meat sweet - savour'd in thy taste ...
Pagina 24
... in his blows , Denied my house for his , me for his wife . Ant . S. Did you converse , sir , with this gentlewo- . man ? What is the course and drift of your compact ? Dro . S. I , sir ? I never saw 24 ACT II . COMEDY OF ERRORS .
... in his blows , Denied my house for his , me for his wife . Ant . S. Did you converse , sir , with this gentlewo- . man ? What is the course and drift of your compact ? Dro . S. I , sir ? I never saw 24 ACT II . COMEDY OF ERRORS .
Pagina 25
I never saw her till this time . Ant . S. Villain , thou liest ; for even her very words Didst thou deliver to me on the mart . Dro . S. I never spake with her in all my life . Ant . S. How can she thus then call us by our names ...
I never saw her till this time . Ant . S. Villain , thou liest ; for even her very words Didst thou deliver to me on the mart . Dro . S. I never spake with her in all my life . Ant . S. How can she thus then call us by our names ...
Pagina 26
Tis SO , I am an ass ; else it could never be , But I should know her as well as she knows me . Adr . Come , come , no longer will I be a fool , To put the finger in the eye and weep , and master , laugh my woes to scorn.
Tis SO , I am an ass ; else it could never be , But I should know her as well as she knows me . Adr . Come , come , no longer will I be a fool , To put the finger in the eye and weep , and master , laugh my woes to scorn.
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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...