The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumul 5 |
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Pagina 6
For , since the mortal and intestine jars , ' Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us , It hath in solemn synods been ... Thy substance , valued at the highest rate , Cannot amount unto a hundred marks ; Therefore , by law thou art ...
For , since the mortal and intestine jars , ' Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us , It hath in solemn synods been ... Thy substance , valued at the highest rate , Cannot amount unto a hundred marks ; Therefore , by law thou art ...
Pagina 10
But , though thou art adjudged to the death , And passed sentence may not be recall'd , But to our honour's great ... To seek thy help by beneficial help : Try all the friends thou hast in Ephesus ; Beg thou , or borrow , to make up the ...
But , though thou art adjudged to the death , And passed sentence may not be recall'd , But to our honour's great ... To seek thy help by beneficial help : Try all the friends thou hast in Ephesus ; Beg thou , or borrow , to make up the ...
Pagina 12
How chance , thou art reburn'd so soon ? Dro . 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 ...
How chance , thou art reburn'd so soon ? Dro . 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 ...
Pagina 23
How comes it now , my husband , oh , how comes it , That thou art then estranged from thyself ? Thyself I call it , being strange to me , That , undividable , incorporate , Am better than thy dear self's better part .
How comes it now , my husband , oh , how comes it , That thou art then estranged from thyself ? Thyself I call it , being strange to me , That , undividable , incorporate , Am better than thy dear self's better part .
Pagina 25
Come , I will fasten on this sleeve of thine : Thou art an elm , my husband , I a vine ; Whose weakness , married to thy stronger state , Makes me with thy strength to communicate : If aught possess thee from me , it is dross , Usurping ...
Come , I will fasten on this sleeve of thine : Thou art an elm , my husband , I a vine ; Whose weakness , married to thy stronger state , Makes me with thy strength to communicate : If aught possess thee from me , it is dross , Usurping ...
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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...