The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumul 5Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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Pagina 11
... villain , sir ; that very oft , When I am dull with care and melancholy , Lightens my humour with his merry jests . What , will you walk with me about the town , And then go to my inn , and dine with me ? Mer . I am invited , sir , to ...
... villain , sir ; that very oft , When I am dull with care and melancholy , Lightens my humour with his merry jests . What , will you walk with me about the town , And then go to my inn , and dine with me ? Mer . I am invited , sir , to ...
Pagina 14
... villain is o'er - raught of all my money . They say , this town is full of cozenage ; As , nimble jugglers , that deceive the eye , Dark - working sorcerers , that change the mind , Soul - killing witches , that deform the body ...
... villain is o'er - raught of all my money . They say , this town is full of cozenage ; As , nimble jugglers , that deceive the eye , Dark - working sorcerers , that change the mind , Soul - killing witches , that deform the body ...
Pagina 17
... 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 gold : ' Tis dinner time , quoth I ; My gold , quoth he : Your meat doth burn ...
... 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 gold : ' Tis dinner time , quoth I ; My gold , quoth he : Your meat doth burn ...
Pagina 20
... Villain , thou didst deny the gold's receipt ; And told'st me of a mistress , and a dinner ; For which , I hope , thou felt'st I was displeased . Dro . S. I am glad to see you in this merry vein : What means this jest ? I pray you ...
... Villain , thou didst deny the gold's receipt ; And told'st me of a mistress , and a dinner ; For which , I hope , thou felt'st I was displeased . Dro . S. I am glad to see you in this merry vein : What means this jest ? I pray you ...
Pagina 25
... 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 , Unless it be by inspiration ? Adr . How ill ...
... 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 , Unless it be by inspiration ? Adr . How ill ...
Termeni și expresii frecvente
ANTIPHOLUS Aquitain ARMADO Baptista Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Biron Boyet chain comes Cost COSTARD Curt daughter dost thou doth Dromio ducats Duke Dull Dumain Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fool forsworn gentle gentleman give grace Grumio hand hath hear heart hither horse Hortensio husband Kate Kath KATHARINA King knock l'envoy lady Long Longaville look lord Lucentio madam Marry master merry mistress Moth Nath Navarre ne'er never oath Padua Petruchio Pisa Pompey pray Prin princess quoth Rosaline SCENE Servant shrew signior Gremio Sirrah sister speak stay sweet Syracusan Syracuse tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast to-day tongue Tranio unto villain Vincentio wench What's wife wilt withal woman word
Pasaje populare
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...