The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators ; to which are Added Notes by Sam. Johnson, כרך 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 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 36
עמוד 6
... please your Lordship cool your hands ? Some one be ready with a coftly suit , And ask him what apparel he will wear ; Another tell him of his hounds and horfe , And that his Lady mourns at his disease ; Persuade him , that he hath been ...
... please your Lordship cool your hands ? Some one be ready with a coftly suit , And ask him what apparel he will wear ; Another tell him of his hounds and horfe , And that his Lady mourns at his disease ; Persuade him , that he hath been ...
עמוד 7
... please your Honour , Players That offer Service to your lordfhip . Lord . Bid them come near : Enter Players . Now , Fellows , you are welcome . Play . We thank your Honour . Lord . Do you intend to ftay with me to - night ? 2 Play . So ...
... please your Honour , Players That offer Service to your lordfhip . Lord . Bid them come near : Enter Players . Now , Fellows , you are welcome . Play . We thank your Honour . Lord . Do you intend to ftay with me to - night ? 2 Play . So ...
עמוד 10
... please your Honour taste of these Conferves ? 3 Serv . What raiment will your Honour wear to- day ? Sly . I am Chriftophero Sly , call not me Honour , nor Lordship : I ne'er drank fack in my life : and if you give me any Conferves ...
... please your Honour taste of these Conferves ? 3 Serv . What raiment will your Honour wear to- day ? Sly . I am Chriftophero Sly , call not me Honour , nor Lordship : I ne'er drank fack in my life : and if you give me any Conferves ...
עמוד 12
... please your Mightiness to wash your hands ? Oh , how we joy to fee your wits reftor'd ! Oh , that once more you knew but what you are ! These fifteen years you have been in a dream , Or , when you wak'd , fo wak'd as if you flept . Sly ...
... please your Mightiness to wash your hands ? Oh , how we joy to fee your wits reftor'd ! Oh , that once more you knew but what you are ! These fifteen years you have been in a dream , Or , when you wak'd , fo wak'd as if you flept . Sly ...
עמוד 13
... please your Honour . Sly . Sim ? that's as much as to fay , Simeon or Simon put forth thy hand and fill the pot . The fervant gives him drink . ] SCENE V. Enter Lady , with attendants . I thank thee ; thou shalt not lofe by it . Lady ...
... please your Honour . Sly . Sim ? that's as much as to fay , Simeon or Simon put forth thy hand and fill the pot . The fervant gives him drink . ] SCENE V. Enter Lady , with attendants . I thank thee ; thou shalt not lofe by it . Lady ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
againſt anfwer Antipholis Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Bianca Bion Cath Catharine Claud Claudio Coufin Count daughter doft Dogb doth Dromio Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire Faulc Faulconbridge feems fenfe fent ferve fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firft fome foul fpeak France ftand fuch fure fwear fweet Gremio hath hear heav'n Hero himſelf honour Hortenfio houfe houſe huſband John Kate King King John knave lady Leon Leonato Lord Lucentio Madam mafter marry miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never Padua paffage Pedro Petruchio pleaſe pray prefent Prince purpoſe reafon reft SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Signior ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thou art Tranio uſed villain WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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...
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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.
עמוד 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.