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 102
... Dromio of Ephefus , Twin Brothers , and Sons to Egeon and Emilia , but unknown to each other . Twin - Brothers and Slaves to the Dromio of Syracufe , J two Antipholis's . Balthazar , a Merchant . Angelo , a Goldsmith . A Merchant , a ...
... Dromio of Ephefus , Twin Brothers , and Sons to Egeon and Emilia , but unknown to each other . Twin - Brothers and Slaves to the Dromio of Syracufe , J two Antipholis's . Balthazar , a Merchant . Angelo , a Goldsmith . A Merchant , a ...
Pàgina 108
... Dromio . Mer . Herefore give out , you are of Epidamnum , Left that your goods too foon be confifcate . This very day , a Syracufan merchant Is apprehended for arrival here ; And , not being able to buy out his life , According to the ...
... Dromio . Mer . Herefore give out , you are of Epidamnum , Left that your goods too foon be confifcate . This very day , a Syracufan merchant Is apprehended for arrival here ; And , not being able to buy out his life , According to the ...
Pàgina 109
... Dromio of Ephefus . Here comes the almanack of my true date . What now ? how chance , thou art return'd fo foon ? E. Dro . Return'd fo foon ! rather approach'd too late : The capon burns ; the pig falls from the fpit ; The clock has ...
... Dromio of Ephefus . Here comes the almanack of my true date . What now ? how chance , thou art return'd fo foon ? E. Dro . Return'd fo foon ! rather approach'd too late : The capon burns ; the pig falls from the fpit ; The clock has ...
Pàgina 110
... Dromio , come , thefe jefts are out of feafon : Referve them ' till a merrier hour than this : Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee ? E. Dro . To me , Sir ? why , you gave no gold to me . Ant . Come on , Sir knave , have done your ...
... Dromio , come , thefe jefts are out of feafon : Referve them ' till a merrier hour than this : Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee ? E. Dro . To me , Sir ? why , you gave no gold to me . Ant . Come on , Sir knave , have done your ...
Pàgina 111
... Dromio . Ant . Upon my life , by fome device or other , The villain is o'er - raught of all my money . They fay , this town is full of couzenage2 ; As nimble jugglers , that deceive the eye 3 ; Dark - working forcerers , that change the ...
... Dromio . Ant . Upon my life , by fome device or other , The villain is o'er - raught of all my money . They fay , this town is full of couzenage2 ; As nimble jugglers , that deceive the eye 3 ; Dark - working forcerers , that change the ...
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.