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 24
... break it with a deep - divorcing vow ? I know thou canst ; and therefore , see , thou do it . I am possess'd with an adulterate blot ; My blood is mingled with the crime of lust : For , if we two be one , and thou play false , I do ...
... break it with a deep - divorcing vow ? I know thou canst ; and therefore , see , thou do it . I am possess'd with an adulterate blot ; My blood is mingled with the crime of lust : For , if we two be one , and thou play false , I do ...
Pagina 26
... , shall I be porter at the gate ? Adr . Ay ; and let none enter , lest I break your pate . Luc . Come , come , Antipholus , we dine too late . [ Exeunt . ACT III . SCENE I. - The same . Enter 26 ACT II . COMEDY OF ERRORS .
... , shall I be porter at the gate ? Adr . Ay ; and let none enter , lest I break your pate . Luc . Come , come , Antipholus , we dine too late . [ Exeunt . ACT III . SCENE I. - The same . Enter 26 ACT II . COMEDY OF ERRORS .
Pagina 31
... break ope the gate . Dro . S. Break any breaking here , and I'll break your knave's pate . Dro . E. A man may break a word with you , sir ; and words are but wind ; Ay , and break it in your face , so he break it not behind . Dro . S ...
... break ope the gate . Dro . S. Break any breaking here , and I'll break your knave's pate . Dro . E. A man may break a word with you , sir ; and words are but wind ; Ay , and break it in your face , so he break it not behind . Dro . S ...
Pagina 32
... break in , Now in the stirring passage of the day , A vulgar comment will be made on it ; And that supposed by the common rout Against your yet ungalled estimation , That may with foul intrusion enter in , And dwell upon your grave ...
... break in , Now in the stirring passage of the day , A vulgar comment will be made on it ; And that supposed by the common rout Against your yet ungalled estimation , That may with foul intrusion enter in , And dwell upon your grave ...
Pagina 48
... breaks his band ; one , that thinks a man always going to bed , and says , God give you good rest ! Ant . S. Well , sir , there rest in your foolery . Is there any ship puts forth to - night ? may we be gone ? Dro . S. Why , sir , I ...
... breaks his band ; one , that thinks a man always going to bed , and says , God give you good rest ! Ant . S. Well , sir , there rest in your foolery . Is there any ship puts forth to - night ? may we be gone ? Dro . S. Why , sir , I ...
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...