The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators ; to which are Added Notes by Sam. Johnson, Volume 3J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, H. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, L. Hawes, Clark and Collins, W. Johnston, T. Caslon, T. Lownds, and the executors of B. Dodd, 1765 |
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... elfe , fo Lords call La- [ dies . Sly . Come , fit down on my knee . Sim , drink to her . Madam wife , they fay , that I have dream'd , and slept above fome fifteen years and more . Lady . Ay , and the time feems thirty unto me , Being ...
... elfe , fo Lords call La- [ dies . Sly . Come , fit down on my knee . Sim , drink to her . Madam wife , they fay , that I have dream'd , and slept above fome fifteen years and more . Lady . Ay , and the time feems thirty unto me , Being ...
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... elfe , your mafter Lucentio . Luc . Tranio , let's go : one thing more refts , that thyfelf execute , to make one among these wooers ; if thou ask me why , fufficeth , my reafons are both good and weighty . [ Exeunt . Pet . SCENE V ...
... elfe , your mafter Lucentio . Luc . Tranio , let's go : one thing more refts , that thyfelf execute , to make one among these wooers ; if thou ask me why , fufficeth , my reafons are both good and weighty . [ Exeunt . Pet . SCENE V ...
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... elfe I promise you , I should be arguing ftill upon that doubt ; But let it reft . Now , Licio , to you : Good mafters , take it not unkindly , pray , That I have been thus pleafant with you both . Hor . You may go walk , and give me ...
... elfe I promise you , I should be arguing ftill upon that doubt ; But let it reft . Now , Licio , to you : Good mafters , take it not unkindly , pray , That I have been thus pleafant with you both . Hor . You may go walk , and give me ...
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... elfe fhall I ? What's this , mutton ? I Ser . Yes . Pet . Who brought it ? Ser . I. Pet . ' Tis burnt , and fo is all the meat : What dogs are thefe ? where is the rafcal cook ? How durft you , villains , bring it from the dreffer , And ...
... elfe fhall I ? What's this , mutton ? I Ser . Yes . Pet . Who brought it ? Ser . I. Pet . ' Tis burnt , and fo is all the meat : What dogs are thefe ? where is the rafcal cook ? How durft you , villains , bring it from the dreffer , And ...
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... elfe a pedant ; I know not what ; but formal in apparel ; 5 An ancient Angel . ] For an- gel Mr. Theobald , and after him Sir T. Hanmer , and Dr. Warbur ton read Engle . F 3 In In gaite and countenance furly like a father . Luc OF THE ...
... elfe a pedant ; I know not what ; but formal in apparel ; 5 An ancient Angel . ] For an- gel Mr. Theobald , and after him Sir T. Hanmer , and Dr. Warbur ton read Engle . F 3 In In gaite and countenance furly like a father . Luc OF THE ...
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Page 465 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 93 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
Page 457 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Page 499 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 456 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Page 361 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.