The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volum 3J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
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Pàgina 6
... Say , what is it your Honour will command ? Let one attend him with a filver bafon Full of rose water , and bestrew'd with flowers ; Another bear the ewer ; a third a diaper ; And fay , will't please your Lordship cool your hands ? Some ...
... Say , what is it your Honour will command ? Let one attend him with a filver bafon Full of rose water , and bestrew'd with flowers ; Another bear the ewer ; a third a diaper ; And fay , will't please your Lordship cool your hands ? Some ...
Pàgina 11
... Say , thou wilt walk , we will beftrow the ground : Or wilt thou ride ? thy horfes fhall be trapp'd , Their harness ftudded all with gold and pearl . Doft thou love hawking ? thou haft hawks , will foar Above the morning lark . Or wilt ...
... Say , thou wilt walk , we will beftrow the ground : Or wilt thou ride ? thy horfes fhall be trapp'd , Their harness ftudded all with gold and pearl . Doft thou love hawking ? thou haft hawks , will foar Above the morning lark . Or wilt ...
Pàgina 39
... Say , that the rail ; why , then I'll tell her plain , She fings as fweetly as a nightingale : Say , that the frowns ; I'll fay , the looks as clear As morning roses newly wash'd with dew ; Say , fhe be mute , and will not fpeak a word ...
... Say , that the rail ; why , then I'll tell her plain , She fings as fweetly as a nightingale : Say , that the frowns ; I'll fay , the looks as clear As morning roses newly wash'd with dew ; Say , fhe be mute , and will not fpeak a word ...
Pàgina 43
... say , but give your hands ; God fend you joy , Petruchio ! ' tis a match . Gre . Tra . Amen , fay we ; we will be witnesses . Pet . Father , and Wife , and Gentlemen , adieu , I will to Venice , Sunday comes apace , We will have rings ...
... say , but give your hands ; God fend you joy , Petruchio ! ' tis a match . Gre . Tra . Amen , fay we ; we will be witnesses . Pet . Father , and Wife , and Gentlemen , adieu , I will to Venice , Sunday comes apace , We will have rings ...
Pàgina 44
... Say , Signior Gremio , what can you affure her ? Gre . First , as you know , my house within the city Is richly furnished with plate and gold , Bafons and ewers to lave her dainty hands : My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry ; Old ...
... Say , Signior Gremio , what can you affure her ? Gre . First , as you know , my house within the city Is richly furnished with plate and gold , Bafons and ewers to lave her dainty hands : My hangings all of Tyrian tapestry ; Old ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
againſt anfwer Antipholis Baptifta Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Bianca Bion Cath Catharine Claud Claudio Conft Coufin Count doft Dogb doth Dromio Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire Faulc Faulconbridge feems fenfe fent ferve fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firft firſt 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 reafon reft SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Signior ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thou art thouſand Tranio uſe villain WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
Passatges populars
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 469 - 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.
Pàgina 241 - The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life Shall come apparel'd in more precious habit, More moving, delicate, and full of life, Into the eye and prospect of his soul Than when she liv'd indeed ; then shall he mourn, If ever love had interest in his liver.
Pàgina 460 - 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.