The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators ; to which are Added Notes by Sam. Johnson, 3. ciltJ. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, H. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, L. Hawes, Clark and Collins, W. Johnston, T. Caslon, T. Lownds, and the executors of B. Dodd, 1765 |
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Sayfa 20
... Exeunt Gremio and Hortenfio , SCENE IV . Manent Tranio and Lucentio . Tra . I pray , Sir , tell , me , is it poffible That love fhould on a fudden take fuch hold ? Luc . Oh Tranio , ' till I found it to be true , I never thought it ...
... Exeunt Gremio and Hortenfio , SCENE IV . Manent Tranio and Lucentio . Tra . I pray , Sir , tell , me , is it poffible That love fhould on a fudden take fuch hold ? Luc . Oh Tranio , ' till I found it to be true , I never thought it ...
Sayfa 23
... Exeunt . Pet . SCENE V. Before Hortenfio's House , in Padua . V Enter Petruchio , and Grumio.j Erona , for a while I take my leave , To see my friends in Padua ; but of all My best beloved and approved friend , Hortenfio ; and , I trow ...
... Exeunt . Pet . SCENE V. Before Hortenfio's House , in Padua . V Enter Petruchio , and Grumio.j Erona , for a while I take my leave , To see my friends in Padua ; but of all My best beloved and approved friend , Hortenfio ; and , I trow ...
Sayfa 32
... Exeunt . [ The Prefenters , above , fpeak bere . 1 Man . My Lord , you rod ; you do not mind the Play . Sly . Yea , by St. Ann , do I. A good matter , furely ! comes there any more of it ? Lady . My Lord , ' tis but begun . Sly . ' Tis ...
... Exeunt . [ The Prefenters , above , fpeak bere . 1 Man . My Lord , you rod ; you do not mind the Play . Sly . Yea , by St. Ann , do I. A good matter , furely ! comes there any more of it ? Lady . My Lord , ' tis but begun . Sly . ' Tis ...
Sayfa 58
... wench , they fhall not touch thee , Kate ; I'll buckler thee against a million . [ Exeunt Pet . and Cath . Gre . Bap . Nay , let them go , a couple of quiet ones . Gre . Went they not quickly , I fhould die 58 THE TAMING.
... wench , they fhall not touch thee , Kate ; I'll buckler thee against a million . [ Exeunt Pet . and Cath . Gre . Bap . Nay , let them go , a couple of quiet ones . Gre . Went they not quickly , I fhould die 58 THE TAMING.
Sayfa 59
... Exeunt . ACT IV . IV . SCENE I. Y , Petruchio's Country House . Enter Grumio .. GRUMIO . FX , fy on all tired jades , and all mad mafters , and all foul ways ! was ever man fo beaten ? 3 was ever man fo ray'd ? was ever man fo weary ? I ...
... Exeunt . ACT IV . IV . SCENE I. Y , Petruchio's Country House . Enter Grumio .. GRUMIO . FX , fy on all tired jades , and all mad mafters , and all foul ways ! was ever man fo beaten ? 3 was ever man fo ray'd ? was ever man fo weary ? I ...
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againſt anfwer Antipholis Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick Bianca Bion Cath Catharine Claud Claudio Coufin Count daughter doft Dogb doth Dromio Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fafe faid father fatire Faulc Faulconbridge feems fenfe fent ferve fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firft 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 purpoſe reafon reft SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Signior ſpeak tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thine thofe thou art Tranio uſed villain WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe
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