The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, Volume 3 |
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... , that I have dream'd , and flept above some fifteen years and more . Lady . Ay , and the time feems thirty unto me , Being all this time abandon'd from your bed . Sly . ' Tis much .-- Servants , leave me OF THE SHRE W. 18.
... , that I have dream'd , and flept above some fifteen years and more . Lady . Ay , and the time feems thirty unto me , Being all this time abandon'd from your bed . Sly . ' Tis much .-- Servants , leave me OF THE SHRE W. 18.
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William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson. Sly . ' Tis much .-- Servants , leave me and her alone.- Madam , undrefs you , and come now to bed - Sim , drink to her . Lady . Thrice - noble Lord , let me entreat of you , To pardon me yet for a ...
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson. Sly . ' Tis much .-- Servants , leave me and her alone.- Madam , undrefs you , and come now to bed - Sim , drink to her . Lady . Thrice - noble Lord , let me entreat of you , To pardon me yet for a ...
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... leave , am arm'd With his good - will , and thy good company : Most trusty servant , well approv'd in all , Here let us breathe , and haply institute A course of learning , and ingenious ftudies . Pifa , renowned for grave citizens ...
... leave , am arm'd With his good - will , and thy good company : Most trusty servant , well approv'd in all , Here let us breathe , and haply institute A course of learning , and ingenious ftudies . Pifa , renowned for grave citizens ...
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... Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure . Gre . To cart her rather . She's too rough for me . There , there , Hortenfio , will you any wife ? Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it your will - To make a Stale of me amongst these ...
... Leave shall you have to court her at your pleasure . Gre . To cart her rather . She's too rough for me . There , there , Hortenfio , will you any wife ? Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it your will - To make a Stale of me amongst these ...
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... leave ? ha ! [ Exit . 3 A pretty Peat . ] Peat or Pet is a word of endearment from petit , little , as if it meant pretty little thing . So ftrange . ] That is , fo odd , fo different from others in your conduct . + Cunning men ...
... leave ? ha ! [ Exit . 3 A pretty Peat . ] Peat or Pet is a word of endearment from petit , little , as if it meant pretty little thing . So ftrange . ] That is , fo odd , fo different from others in your conduct . + Cunning men ...
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.