The Works of Shakespear: The comedy of errors. The winter's tale. The life and death of King John. King Richard IIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... Wife to Egeon , an Abbefs at Ephefus . Adriana , Wife to Antipholis of Ephefus . Luciana , Sifter to Adriana . Luce , Servant to Adriana . Jailor , Officers , and other Attendants . SCENE , Ephefus . THE THE COMEDY of ERRORS . ACT I ...
... Wife to Egeon , an Abbefs at Ephefus . Adriana , Wife to Antipholis of Ephefus . Luciana , Sifter to Adriana . Luce , Servant to Adriana . Jailor , Officers , and other Attendants . SCENE , Ephefus . THE THE COMEDY of ERRORS . ACT I ...
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... wife , not meanly proud of two such boys , Made daily motions for our home - return : Unwilling , I agreed ; alas , too foon ! i We came aboard . C A league from Epidamnum had we fail'd , Before the always - wind - obeying deep Gave any ...
... wife , not meanly proud of two such boys , Made daily motions for our home - return : Unwilling , I agreed ; alas , too foon ! i We came aboard . C A league from Epidamnum had we fail'd , Before the always - wind - obeying deep Gave any ...
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... wife , my miftrefs at the She , that doth fast , ' till you come home to dinner ; And prays , that that you will hie you home to dinner . Ant . What wilt thou flout me thus unto my face , Being forbid ? there take you that , Sir knave ...
... wife , my miftrefs at the She , that doth fast , ' till you come home to dinner ; And prays , that that you will hie you home to dinner . Ant . What wilt thou flout me thus unto my face , Being forbid ? there take you that , Sir knave ...
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... wife . E. Dro . Why , mistress , fure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ? E. Dro . I mean not , cuckold - mad ; but , fure , he's ftark mad : When I defir'd him to come home to dinner , He afk'd me for a thousand ...
... wife . E. Dro . Why , mistress , fure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ? E. Dro . I mean not , cuckold - mad ; but , fure , he's ftark mad : When I defir'd him to come home to dinner , He afk'd me for a thousand ...
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... wife . The time was once , when thou , unurg'd , wouldst vow , That never words were mufic to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well welcome to thy hand , That That never meat fweet - favour'd in thy ...
... wife . The time was once , when thou , unurg'd , wouldst vow , That never words were mufic to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well welcome to thy hand , That That never meat fweet - favour'd in thy ...
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againſt anſwer Antigonus Antipholis Aumerle blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo cauſe Conft Coufin death doft thou doth Dromio Duke Enter Ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes fair falfe father Faul Faulconbridge fear fhall fhame fhew fhould fifter fince firft fome forrow foul fpeak France ftand ftill ftir ftrong fuch fwear fweet Gaunt grief H SCENE hand hath heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Hubert huſband itſelf James Gurney John kifs King John lady laft Liege lord mafter Majefty Melun miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble Northumberland peace Phil pleaſe pray prefent Prince purpoſe Queen reaſon reft Rich ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue whofe whoſe wife York yourſelf
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Page 263 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 210 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Page 266 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Page 292 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Page 119 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Page 317 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Page 287 - I weep for joy To stand upon my kingdom once again. Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand, Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs : As a long-parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting, So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth, And do thee favour with my royal hands.