The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Nummer 5G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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Pagina 9
... sweet cloaths , rings put upon his fingers , A most delicious banquet by his bed , And brave attendants near him ... sweet wood to make the lodging sweet : Procure me musick ready when he wakes , To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound ...
... sweet cloaths , rings put upon his fingers , A most delicious banquet by his bed , And brave attendants near him ... sweet wood to make the lodging sweet : Procure me musick ready when he wakes , To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound ...
Pagina 16
... sweet savours , and I feel soft things : - Upon my life , I am a lord , indeed ; And not a tinker , nor Christophero Sly.— Well , bring our lady hither to our sight ; And once again , a pot o ' the smallest ale . 2 Serv . Will't please ...
... sweet savours , and I feel soft things : - Upon my life , I am a lord , indeed ; And not a tinker , nor Christophero Sly.— Well , bring our lady hither to our sight ; And once again , a pot o ' the smallest ale . 2 Serv . Will't please ...
Pagina 20
... sweets of sweet philosophy . Only , good master , while we do admire This virtue , and this moral discipline , Let's be no stoicks , nor no stocks , I pray ; Or so devote to Aristotle's checks 14 , As Ovid be an outcast quite abjur'd ...
... sweets of sweet philosophy . Only , good master , while we do admire This virtue , and this moral discipline , Let's be no stoicks , nor no stocks , I pray ; Or so devote to Aristotle's checks 14 , As Ovid be an outcast quite abjur'd ...
Pagina 24
... Sweet Bianca ! -Happy man be his dole ! He that runs fastest , gets the ring . How say you , signior Gremio ? Gre . I am agreed : and ' would I had given him the best horse in Padua to begin his wooing , that would thoroughly woo her ...
... Sweet Bianca ! -Happy man be his dole ! He that runs fastest , gets the ring . How say you , signior Gremio ? Gre . I am agreed : and ' would I had given him the best horse in Padua to begin his wooing , that would thoroughly woo her ...
Pagina 25
... sweet beauty in her face , Such as the daughter of Agenor had , That made great Jove to humble him to her hand , When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan strand . Tra . Saw you no more ? mark'd you not , how her sister Began to scold ...
... sweet beauty in her face , Such as the daughter of Agenor had , That made great Jove to humble him to her hand , When with his knees he kiss'd the Cretan strand . Tra . Saw you no more ? mark'd you not , how her sister Began to scold ...
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Antigonus Antipholus Autolycus Baptista bear Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Bohemia Camillo chain CLEOMENES Clown daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool gentleman give Grumio hand hath hear heart heaven hence Hermione honour Hortensio humour husband i'the JOHNSON Kate Kath Katharina king lady Leon Leontes look lord Lucentio maid marry master mean merry mistress musick ne'er never o'the Padua Pandosto Paul Paulina Perdita Petruchio Pisa play Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray prince queen quoth SCENE Servant Shakspeare Shep shrew Sicilia signior Gremio Sirrah sister speak stand stay STEEVENS swear sweet Syracusan Syracuse tell thee THEOBALD there's thine thing thou art thou hast Tranio unto villain Vincentio WARBURTON wife word
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Pagina 213 - Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown-imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend, To strew him o'er and o'er.
Pagina 147 - We were, fair queen, Two lads that thought there was no more behind, But such a day to-morrow as to-day, And to be boy eternal. HEB. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the two ? POL. We were as twinn'd lambs that did frisk i...