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 18
... Hath homely age the alluring beauty took From my poor cheek ? then he hath wasted it : Are my discourses dull ? barren my wit ? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd , Unkindness blunts it , more than marble hard . Do their gay ...
... Hath homely age the alluring beauty took From my poor cheek ? then he hath wasted it : Are my discourses dull ? barren my wit ? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd , Unkindness blunts it , more than marble hard . Do their gay ...
Pagina 19
... hath a name , But falsehood and corruption doth it shame . Since that my beauty cannot please his eye , I'll weep what's left away , and weeping die . Luc . How many fond fools serve mad jealousy !. [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - The same ...
... hath a name , But falsehood and corruption doth it shame . Since that my beauty cannot please his eye , I'll weep what's left away , and weeping die . Luc . How many fond fools serve mad jealousy !. [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - The same ...
Pagina 20
... S. Nothing , sir ; but that I am beaten . Ant . S. Shall I tell you why ? Dro . S. Ay , sir , and wherefore ; for , they say , every why hath a wherefore . Ant . S. Why , first , -for flouting me 20 ACT II . COMEDY OF ERRORS .
... S. Nothing , sir ; but that I am beaten . Ant . S. Shall I tell you why ? Dro . S. Ay , sir , and wherefore ; for , they say , every why hath a wherefore . Ant . S. Why , first , -for flouting me 20 ACT II . COMEDY OF ERRORS .
Pagina 22
... hath scanted men in hair , he hath given them in wit . : Ant . S. Why , but there's many a man hath more hair than wit . Dro . S. Not a man of those , but he hath the wit to lose his hair . Ant . S. Why , thou didst conclude hairy men ...
... hath scanted men in hair , he hath given them in wit . : Ant . S. Why , but there's many a man hath more hair than wit . Dro . S. Not a man of those , but he hath the wit to lose his hair . Ant . S. Why , thou didst conclude hairy men ...
Pagina 23
... hath thy sweet aspects , I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . 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 ...
... hath thy sweet aspects , I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . 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 ...
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...