The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: The merry wives of Windsor. Twelfth night. Measure for measure. Much ado about nothingT. Bensley, 1800 |
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Sayfa 9
... Pift . How , now , Mephoftophilus ? Slen . Ay , it is no matter . Nym . Slice , I fay ! pauca , pauca ; flice ! that's my hu mour . Slen . Where's Simple , my man ? -Can you tell , cousin ? Eva . Peace : I pray you ! Now let us ...
... Pift . How , now , Mephoftophilus ? Slen . Ay , it is no matter . Nym . Slice , I fay ! pauca , pauca ; flice ! that's my hu mour . Slen . Where's Simple , my man ? -Can you tell , cousin ? Eva . Peace : I pray you ! Now let us ...
Sayfa 15
... Pift . O base Gongarian wight ! wilt thou the spigot wield ? Nym . He was gotten in drink : Is not the humour con- ceited ? His mind is not heroick , and there's the humour of it . Fal . Fal . I am glad I am fo acquit of Act 1 . 15 OF ...
... Pift . O base Gongarian wight ! wilt thou the spigot wield ? Nym . He was gotten in drink : Is not the humour con- ceited ? His mind is not heroick , and there's the humour of it . Fal . Fal . I am glad I am fo acquit of Act 1 . 15 OF ...
Sayfa 16
... Pift . Convey , the wife it call : Steal ! foh ; a fico for the phrafe . Fal . Well , firs , I am almoft out at heels . Pift . Why then , let kibes enfue . Fal . There is no remedy ; I muft coney - catch ; I must fhift . Pift . Young ...
... Pift . Convey , the wife it call : Steal ! foh ; a fico for the phrafe . Fal . Well , firs , I am almoft out at heels . Pift . Why then , let kibes enfue . Fal . There is no remedy ; I muft coney - catch ; I must fhift . Pift . Young ...
Sayfa 17
... Pift . Then did the fun on dung - hill shine . Nym . I thank thee for that humour . Fal . O , fhe did fo course o'er my exteriors with fuch a greedy intention , that the appetite of her eye did feem to fcorch me up like a burning glafs ...
... Pift . Then did the fun on dung - hill shine . Nym . I thank thee for that humour . Fal . O , fhe did fo course o'er my exteriors with fuch a greedy intention , that the appetite of her eye did feem to fcorch me up like a burning glafs ...
Sayfa 18
... Pift . And I to Ford fhall eke unfold , How Falstaff , varlet vile , His dove will prove , his gold will hold , And his foft couch defile . Nym . My humour shall not cool : I will incenfe Page to deal with poifon ; I will poffefs him ...
... Pift . And I to Ford fhall eke unfold , How Falstaff , varlet vile , His dove will prove , his gold will hold , And his foft couch defile . Nym . My humour shall not cool : I will incenfe Page to deal with poifon ; I will poffefs him ...
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Sayfa 56 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Sayfa 38 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Sayfa 25 - Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : How would you be, If He, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Sayfa 1 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.