The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, 3. kötet |
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9. oldal
... Word here , against the Authority of the printed Copies ; and hope , I fhall be juftified in it by two fubfequent Paffages . That the [ Exit Lord . Poct defign'd , the Tinker's fup- pos'd Lunacy fhould be of four- teen Years ftanding at ...
... Word here , against the Authority of the printed Copies ; and hope , I fhall be juftified in it by two fubfequent Paffages . That the [ Exit Lord . Poct defign'd , the Tinker's fup- pos'd Lunacy fhould be of four- teen Years ftanding at ...
18. oldal
... word of endearment from petit , little , as if it meant pretty little thing . So ftrange . ] That is , fo odd , fo different from others in your conduct . + Cunning men . ] Cunning had not yet lost its original fignifica- tion of ...
... word of endearment from petit , little , as if it meant pretty little thing . So ftrange . ] That is , fo odd , fo different from others in your conduct . + Cunning men . ] Cunning had not yet lost its original fignifica- tion of ...
19. oldal
... word , I pray ; tho ' the nature of our quarrel never yet brook'd Parle , know now , upon advice , it toucheth us both , that we may yet again have access to our fair Mistress , and be happy rivals in Bianca's love , to labour and ...
... word , I pray ; tho ' the nature of our quarrel never yet brook'd Parle , know now , upon advice , it toucheth us both , that we may yet again have access to our fair Mistress , and be happy rivals in Bianca's love , to labour and ...
27. oldal
... word , an ' fhe knew him as well as I do , she would think scolding would do little good upon him . She may , perhaps , call him half a score knaves , or fo : why , that's nothing ; an ' he begin once , he'll rail - In his rope - tricks ...
... word , an ' fhe knew him as well as I do , she would think scolding would do little good upon him . She may , perhaps , call him half a score knaves , or fo : why , that's nothing ; an ' he begin once , he'll rail - In his rope - tricks ...
31. oldal
... word , ere you go : Are you a fuitor to the maid you talk of , yea or no ? Tra . An if I be , Sir , is it any offence ? Gre . No ; if without more words you will get you hence . Tra , Why , Sir , I pray , are not the streets as free ...
... word , ere you go : Are you a fuitor to the maid you talk of , yea or no ? Tra . An if I be , Sir , is it any offence ? Gre . No ; if without more words you will get you hence . Tra , Why , Sir , I pray , are not the streets as free ...
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460. oldal - 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.
503. oldal - 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.
365. oldal - 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.
95. oldal - 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; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience; — Too little payment for so great a debt.