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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The poorest service is repaid with thanks , And so shall mine , before you touch
the meat . Cath . I thank you , Sir . Hor . Signior Petruchio , fy , you are to blame :
Come , miitress Kate , I'll bear you company . Pet . Eat it up all , Hortenfo , if thou ...
The poorest service is repaid with thanks , And so shall mine , before you touch
the meat . Cath . I thank you , Sir . Hor . Signior Petruchio , fy , you are to blame :
Come , miitress Kate , I'll bear you company . Pet . Eat it up all , Hortenfo , if thou ...
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I thank you ; I am not of many words , but I thank you . Leon . Please it your Grace
lead on ? Pedro . Your hand , Leonato ; we will go together . [ Exeunt all but
Benedick and Claudio . SCENE III . Claud . Benedick , didst thou ' note the
daughter ...
I thank you ; I am not of many words , but I thank you . Leon . Please it your Grace
lead on ? Pedro . Your hand , Leonato ; we will go together . [ Exeunt all but
Benedick and Claudio . SCENE III . Claud . Benedick , didst thou ' note the
daughter ...
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I took no more pains for those thanks , than you take pains to thank me ; if it had
been painful , I would not have come . Bene . You take pleasure then in the
message . Beat . Yea , just so much as you may take upon a knife's point , and
choak a ...
I took no more pains for those thanks , than you take pains to thank me ; if it had
been painful , I would not have come . Bene . You take pleasure then in the
message . Beat . Yea , just so much as you may take upon a knife's point , and
choak a ...
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Leon . I thank thee for thy care and honest pains . Dogb . Your Worship speaks
like a most thankful and reverend youth ; and I praise God for you , Leon . There's
for thy pains . Dogb . God save the foundation ! Leon . Go , I discharge thee of thy
...
Leon . I thank thee for thy care and honest pains . Dogb . Your Worship speaks
like a most thankful and reverend youth ; and I praise God for you , Leon . There's
for thy pains . Dogb . God save the foundation ! Leon . Go , I discharge thee of thy
...
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But I con him no thanks for't , in the nature he delivers it . Par . Poor rogues , I pray
you , say . Inter . Well , that's fet down . Par . I humbly thank you , Sir ; a truth's a
truth , the rogues are marvellous poor . Inter . Demand of him , of what strength ...
But I con him no thanks for't , in the nature he delivers it . Par . Poor rogues , I pray
you , say . Inter . Well , that's fet down . Par . I humbly thank you , Sir ; a truth's a
truth , the rogues are marvellous poor . Inter . Demand of him , of what strength ...
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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.