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, 1765 |
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... must go fetch the Head- The Paffage has particular Hu- borough . mour in it , and must have been very pleafing at that time of day . But I must clear up a Piece of Stage history , to make it under- ftood . There is a fuftian old Play ...
... must go fetch the Head- The Paffage has particular Hu- borough . mour in it , and must have been very pleafing at that time of day . But I must clear up a Piece of Stage history , to make it under- ftood . There is a fuftian old Play ...
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... must have a fhoulder of mutton for a property , and a little Vinegar to make our devil roar . Lord . Go , firrah , take them to the buttery , And give them friendly welcome , every one : Let them want nothing that the houfe affords ...
... must have a fhoulder of mutton for a property , and a little Vinegar to make our devil roar . Lord . Go , firrah , take them to the buttery , And give them friendly welcome , every one : Let them want nothing that the houfe affords ...
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... must have me affifting you in all . But will you wooe this wild cat ? Pet : Will I live ? Gru . Will he wooe her ? ay , or I'll hang her . Pet . Why came I hither , but to that intent ? Think you , a little din can daunt my ears ? Have ...
... must have me affifting you in all . But will you wooe this wild cat ? Pet : Will I live ? Gru . Will he wooe her ? ay , or I'll hang her . Pet . Why came I hither , but to that intent ? Think you , a little din can daunt my ears ? Have ...
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... must , as we do , gratify this Gentleman , To whom we all reft generally beholden . > Tra . Sir , I fhall not be flack ; in fign whereof , Please ye , we may conitrve this afternoon * , And quaff carouses to our Miftrets ' health , And ...
... must , as we do , gratify this Gentleman , To whom we all reft generally beholden . > Tra . Sir , I fhall not be flack ; in fign whereof , Please ye , we may conitrve this afternoon * , And quaff carouses to our Miftrets ' health , And ...
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... must not look , fo lower . Cath . It is my fashion when I fee a crab . Pet . Why , here's no crab , and therefore look not fo fower . Cath . There is , there is . Pet . Then , fhew it me . Cath . Had a glass , I would . Pet . What , you ...
... must not look , fo lower . Cath . It is my fashion when I fee a crab . Pet . Why , here's no crab , and therefore look not fo fower . Cath . There is , there is . Pet . Then , fhew it me . Cath . Had a glass , I would . Pet . What , you ...
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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
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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 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.