The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, Volume 3 |
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Page 12
... Because the bought flone - jugs , and not feal'd quarts ; Sometimes , you would call out for Cicely Hacket . Sly : Ay , the woman's maid of the house . * 3 Man . Why , Sir , you know no houfe ; nor no fuch maid ; Nor no fuch men , as ...
... Because the bought flone - jugs , and not feal'd quarts ; Sometimes , you would call out for Cicely Hacket . Sly : Ay , the woman's maid of the house . * 3 Man . Why , Sir , you know no houfe ; nor no fuch maid ; Nor no fuch men , as ...
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... Because I know you well , and love you well , Leave fhall you have to court her at your pleasure . Gre . To cart her rather . - She's too rough for me . There , there , Hortenfio , will you any wife ? Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it ...
... Because I know you well , and love you well , Leave fhall you have to court her at your pleasure . Gre . To cart her rather . - She's too rough for me . There , there , Hortenfio , will you any wife ? Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it ...
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... Because she shall not be annoy'd with fuitors . Luc . Ah , Tranio , what a cruel Father's he ! But art not thou advis'd he took fome care To get her cunning school - mafters t ' inftruct her ? Tra . Ay , marry , am I , Sir ; and now ...
... Because she shall not be annoy'd with fuitors . Luc . Ah , Tranio , what a cruel Father's he ! But art not thou advis'd he took fome care To get her cunning school - mafters t ' inftruct her ? Tra . Ay , marry , am I , Sir ; and now ...
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... Because fo well I love Lucentio . Luc . Tranio , be fo ; because Lucentio loves ; And let me be a slave t'atchieve that Maid , Whofe fudden fight hath thrall'd my wounded eye . Enter Biondello . Here comes the rogue . Sirrah , where ...
... Because fo well I love Lucentio . Luc . Tranio , be fo ; because Lucentio loves ; And let me be a slave t'atchieve that Maid , Whofe fudden fight hath thrall'd my wounded eye . Enter Biondello . Here comes the rogue . Sirrah , where ...
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... because her horse ftumbled , how fhe waded through the dirt to pluck him off me ; how he fwore , how the pray'd that never pray'd before ; how I cry'd ; how the horses ran away ; how her bridle was burft : how I loft my crupper ; with ...
... because her horse ftumbled , how fhe waded through the dirt to pluck him off me ; how he fwore , how the pray'd that never pray'd before ; how I cry'd ; how the horses ran away ; how her bridle was burft : how I loft my crupper ; with ...
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Page 363 - 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.
Page 458 - 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 192 - Friendship is constant in all other things, Save in the office and affairs of love ; Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues ; Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent ; for beauty is a witch, Against whose charms faith melteth into blood : This is an accident of hourly proof, which I mistrusted not.
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