The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators ; to which are Added Notes by Sam. Johnson, Volume 3J. 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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... Such as he hath obferv'd in noble ladies Unto their lords , by them accomplish'd ; Such duty to the drunkard let him do , With foft low tongue , and lowly courtesy ; And fay ; what is't your Honour will command , Wherein your lady and ...
... Such as he hath obferv'd in noble ladies Unto their lords , by them accomplish'd ; Such duty to the drunkard let him do , With foft low tongue , and lowly courtesy ; And fay ; what is't your Honour will command , Wherein your lady and ...
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... Such friends , as time in Padua fhall beget . But ftay a while , what company is this ? Tra . Mafter , fome fhew to welcome us to town . 2 Sir Thomas Hanmer , and af- ter him Dr. Warburton , read to virtue ; but formerly ply and ap- ply ...
... Such friends , as time in Padua fhall beget . But ftay a while , what company is this ? Tra . Mafter , fome fhew to welcome us to town . 2 Sir Thomas Hanmer , and af- ter him Dr. Warburton , read to virtue ; but formerly ply and ap- ply ...
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... Such as the daughter of Agenor had , That made great Jove to humble him to her hand , When with his knees he kifs'd the Cretan strand . Tra . Saw you no more ? mark'd you not , how her · fifter Began to fcold , and raise up fuch a storm ...
... Such as the daughter of Agenor had , That made great Jove to humble him to her hand , When with his knees he kifs'd the Cretan strand . Tra . Saw you no more ? mark'd you not , how her · fifter Began to fcold , and raise up fuch a storm ...
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... twixt him and you , Your ancient , trufty , pleafant fervant Grumio ; And tell me now , fweet friend , what happy Gale Blows you to Padua here , from old Verona ? Pet . Pet . Such wind as fcatters young men through the 24 THE TAMING.
... twixt him and you , Your ancient , trufty , pleafant fervant Grumio ; And tell me now , fweet friend , what happy Gale Blows you to Padua here , from old Verona ? Pet . Pet . Such wind as fcatters young men through the 24 THE TAMING.
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Page 465 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Page 93 - 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...
Page 457 - 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 499 - 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 456 - 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 361 - 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.