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 202
... Boyet , you can produce acquittances , For such a sum , from special officers Of Charles his father . King . Satisfy me so . Boyet . So please your grace , the packet is not come , Where that and other specialties are bound ; To ...
... Boyet , you can produce acquittances , For such a sum , from special officers Of Charles his father . King . Satisfy me so . Boyet . So please your grace , the packet is not come , Where that and other specialties are bound ; To ...
Pagina 203
... Boyet . A woman sometimes , an you saw her in the light . Long . Perchance , light in the light : I desire her name . Boyet . She hath but one for herself ; to desire that , were a shame . Long . Pray you , sir , whose daughter ? Boyet ...
... Boyet . A woman sometimes , an you saw her in the light . Long . Perchance , light in the light : I desire her name . Boyet . She hath but one for herself ; to desire that , were a shame . Long . Pray you , sir , whose daughter ? Boyet ...
Pagina 204
... Boyet . And every jest but a word . Prin . It was well done of you to take him at his word . Boyet . I was as willing to grapple , as he was to board . Mar. Two hot sheeps , marry ! Boyet . And wherefore not ships ? No sheep , sweet ...
... Boyet . And every jest but a word . Prin . It was well done of you to take him at his word . Boyet . I was as willing to grapple , as he was to board . Mar. Two hot sheeps , marry ! Boyet . And wherefore not ships ? No sheep , sweet ...
Pagina 205
... Boyet . But to speak that in words , which his eye hath disclos'd : I only have made a mouth of his eye , By adding ... Boyet . Do you hear , my mad wenches ? Mar. No. Boyet . What then , do you see ? Ros . Ay , our way to be gone ...
... Boyet . But to speak that in words , which his eye hath disclos'd : I only have made a mouth of his eye , By adding ... Boyet . Do you hear , my mad wenches ? Mar. No. Boyet . What then , do you see ? Ros . Ay , our way to be gone ...
Pagina 214
... BOYET , Lords , Attendants , and a Forester . Prin . Was that the king , that spurr'd his horse so hard Against the steep uprising of the hill ? Boyet . I know not ; but , I think , it was not he . Prin . Whoe'er he was , he show'd a ...
... BOYET , Lords , Attendants , and a Forester . Prin . Was that the king , that spurr'd his horse so hard Against the steep uprising of the hill ? Boyet . I know not ; but , I think , it was not he . Prin . Whoe'er he was , he show'd a ...
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...