The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, 3. cilt |
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Sayfa 17
... Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it your will - To make a Stale of me amongst these mates ? Hor . Mates , maid , how mean you that ? no mates for you ; Unless you were of gentler , milder , mould . Cath . I'faith , Sir , you fhall never ...
... Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it your will - To make a Stale of me amongst these mates ? Hor . Mates , maid , how mean you that ? no mates for you ; Unless you were of gentler , milder , mould . Cath . I'faith , Sir , you fhall never ...
Sayfa 18
... Cath . A pretty Peat ! it is beft put finger in the eye , an fhe knew why . Bian . Sifter , content you in my discontent . -Sir , to your pleasure humbly I fubfcribe : My books and inftruments fhall be my company , On them to look , and ...
... Cath . A pretty Peat ! it is beft put finger in the eye , an fhe knew why . Bian . Sifter , content you in my discontent . -Sir , to your pleasure humbly I fubfcribe : My books and inftruments fhall be my company , On them to look , and ...
Sayfa 33
... Cath . Of all thy Suitors here , I charge thee , tell Whom thou lov'ft beft : fee , thou diffemble not . Bian . Believe me , Sifter , of all men alive I never yet beheld that fpecial face , Which I could fancy more than any other . Cath ...
... Cath . Of all thy Suitors here , I charge thee , tell Whom thou lov'ft beft : fee , thou diffemble not . Bian . Believe me , Sifter , of all men alive I never yet beheld that fpecial face , Which I could fancy more than any other . Cath ...
Sayfa 34
... Cath . Her filence flouts me ; and I'll be reveng'd . [ Flies after Bianca . Bap . What , in my fight ? -Bianca , get thee in . [ Exit Bianca . Cath . Will you not fuffer me ? nay , now I fee , She is your treafure ; fhe must have a ...
... Cath . Her filence flouts me ; and I'll be reveng'd . [ Flies after Bianca . Bap . What , in my fight ? -Bianca , get thee in . [ Exit Bianca . Cath . Will you not fuffer me ? nay , now I fee , She is your treafure ; fhe must have a ...
Sayfa 39
... Cath . Well have you heard , but fomething hard of hearing . They call me Catharine , that do talk of me . Pet . You ... Cath . Mov'd ? -in good time - let him that mov'd you hither , Remove you hence ; I knew you at the first You were a ...
... Cath . Well have you heard , but fomething hard of hearing . They call me Catharine , that do talk of me . Pet . You ... Cath . Mov'd ? -in good time - let him that mov'd you hither , Remove you hence ; I knew you at the first You were a ...
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Sayfa 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.
Sayfa 503 - 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.
Sayfa 365 - 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.
Sayfa 95 - 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.