The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson, Band 3 |
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... doth he breathe ? 2 Hun . He breathes , my Lord . Were he not warm'd with ale , This were a bed but cold , to sleep so soundly . Lord . O monstrous beast ! how like a swine he lies ! -Grim death , how foul and loathsome is thy image ...
... doth he breathe ? 2 Hun . He breathes , my Lord . Were he not warm'd with ale , This were a bed but cold , to sleep so soundly . Lord . O monstrous beast ! how like a swine he lies ! -Grim death , how foul and loathsome is thy image ...
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... doth wear his In his tail . sting ? Cath . In his tongue . Pet . Whose tongue ? Cath . Yours , if you talk of tails ; and so farewel . Pet . What with my tongue in your tail ? nay , come again , Good Kate , I am a gentleman . Cath ...
... doth wear his In his tail . sting ? Cath . In his tongue . Pet . Whose tongue ? Cath . Yours , if you talk of tails ; and so farewel . Pet . What with my tongue in your tail ? nay , come again , Good Kate , I am a gentleman . Cath ...
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... doth the world report , that Kate doth limp ? Oh sland'rous world ! Kate , like the hazle - twig , Is strait and lender ; and as brown in hue As hazle - nuts , and sweeter than the kernels . O , let me fee thee walk ; thou dost not halt ...
... doth the world report , that Kate doth limp ? Oh sland'rous world ! Kate , like the hazle - twig , Is strait and lender ; and as brown in hue As hazle - nuts , and sweeter than the kernels . O , let me fee thee walk ; thou dost not halt ...
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... doth make me like thee well ; ) Thou must be married to no man but me . For I am he , am born to tame you , Kate ; And bring you from a wild cat to a Kate , Conformable as other houshold Kates ; Here comes your father , never make ...
... doth make me like thee well ; ) Thou must be married to no man but me . For I am he , am born to tame you , Kate ; And bring you from a wild cat to a Kate , Conformable as other houshold Kates ; Here comes your father , never make ...
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... doth freeze . Gre . But thine doth fry . I Skipper , stand back ; ' tis age that nourisheth . Tra . But youth , in ladies ' eyes that flourisheth . Bap . Content you , Gentlemen , I will compound this strife ; ' Tis deeds must win ...
... doth freeze . Gre . But thine doth fry . I Skipper , stand back ; ' tis age that nourisheth . Tra . But youth , in ladies ' eyes that flourisheth . Bap . Content you , Gentlemen , I will compound this strife ; ' Tis deeds must win ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
anſwer Antipholis Beat Beatrice becauſe Benedick beſt Bianca Bion blood buſineſs Cath cauſe Claud Claudio Count daughter Dogb doſt doth Dromio Duke elſe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid falſe faſhion father Faulc Faulconbridge firſt fome foul France fuch Gremio haſte hath hear heav'n Hero honour horſe Hortenfio houſe husband itſelf John Kate King knave Lady Leon Leonato Lord loſe Lucentio Madam marry maſter miſtreſs moſt muſt myſelf never obſerved Padua paſſage Pedro Petruchio pleaſe pray preſent Prince purpoſe queſtion reaſon reſt ſay SCENE ſee ſeems ſenſe ſerve ſet ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhew ſhould Signior ſome ſon ſpeak ſpeech ſpirit ſtand ſtay ſtill ſtrange ſuch ſwear ſweet tell thee THEOBALD theſe thine thoſe thou art Tranio uſe villain WARBURTON whoſe wife word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.