Dramatic Works: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author, 1. kötetA. Millar, 1798 |
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66. oldal
... thee . Tag . Why there I live at that honse . [ Pointing at the bouse Jasper came out of Puff . What , there . ? that house ? Tag . Yes , there that house . : Puff . Huzza ! we're made for ever , you slut you ! huz- za ! every thing ...
... thee . Tag . Why there I live at that honse . [ Pointing at the bouse Jasper came out of Puff . What , there . ? that house ? Tag . Yes , there that house . : Puff . Huzza ! we're made for ever , you slut you ! huz- za ! every thing ...
88. oldal
... thee to my bosom . -I Jas . I'm your friend again , Puff but harkye- fear you not ; and if you'll lay aside your steel there , as far as a broken head or a black eye , I'm at your service upon demand . Tag . You are very good at crowing ...
... thee to my bosom . -I Jas . I'm your friend again , Puff but harkye- fear you not ; and if you'll lay aside your steel there , as far as a broken head or a black eye , I'm at your service upon demand . Tag . You are very good at crowing ...
90. oldal
... our sides : let them thee , but- begin . Greg . I will frown as I pass by , and let them take it as they list .. Sum Sam . Nay as they dare . I will bite 1p : 1753 version Citizens of Verona, several men and women relations to ...
... our sides : let them thee , but- begin . Greg . I will frown as I pass by , and let them take it as they list .. Sum Sam . Nay as they dare . I will bite 1p : 1753 version Citizens of Verona, several men and women relations to ...
91. oldal
... thee , Benvolio , look upon thy death . Ben . I do but keep the peace ; put up thy sword , Or manage it to part these men with me . Tib . What drawn , and taik of peace ? I hate the word As I hate hell , all Mountagues and thee : Have at ...
... thee , Benvolio , look upon thy death . Ben . I do but keep the peace ; put up thy sword , Or manage it to part these men with me . Tib . What drawn , and taik of peace ? I hate the word As I hate hell , all Mountagues and thee : Have at ...
92. oldal
... thee , old Capulet , and Mountague , Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets ; And made Verona's ancient citizens Cast by their great beseeming ornaments , To wield old partizans in hands as old . If ever you affright your ...
... thee , old Capulet , and Mountague , Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets ; And made Verona's ancient citizens Cast by their great beseeming ornaments , To wield old partizans in hands as old . If ever you affright your ...
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106. oldal - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
221. oldal - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
295. oldal - Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor : For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich ; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful ? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye ? O, no, good Kate ; neither art thou the worse For this poor furniture, and mean array.
145. oldal - O my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
106. oldal - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
118. oldal - tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door ; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve : ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o...
97. oldal - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's...
104. oldal - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
105. oldal - How cam'st thou hither, tell me ? and wherefore ? The orchard walls are high, and hard to climb ; And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
136. oldal - Alack, alack ! is it not like that I, So early waking, what with loathsome smells, And shrieks like mandrakes...