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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... sweet favours , and I feel soft things : Upon my life , I am a Lord , indeed ; And not a Tinker , nor Chriftophero Sly . Well , bring our Lady hither to our fight , And once again , a pot o'th ' fmalleft ale . 2 Man . Wilt please your ...
... sweet favours , and I feel soft things : Upon my life , I am a Lord , indeed ; And not a Tinker , nor Chriftophero Sly . Well , bring our Lady hither to our fight , And once again , a pot o'th ' fmalleft ale . 2 Man . Wilt please your ...
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... sweets of fweet philosophy : Only , good master , while we do admire This virtue , and this moral difcipline , Let's be no Stoicks , nor no ftocks , I pray ; Or , fo devote to Ariftotle's checks , As Ovid be an outcalt quite abjur'd ...
... sweets of fweet philosophy : Only , good master , while we do admire This virtue , and this moral difcipline , Let's be no Stoicks , nor no ftocks , I pray ; Or , fo devote to Ariftotle's checks , As Ovid be an outcalt quite abjur'd ...
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... sweet Bianca , if I can by any means light on a fit man to teach her That wherein the delights , I will with him to her Father . Hor . So will I , Signior Gremio ; but a word , I pray , tho ' the nature of our quarrel never yet brook'd ...
... sweet Bianca , if I can by any means light on a fit man to teach her That wherein the delights , I will with him to her Father . Hor . So will I , Signior Gremio ; but a word , I pray , tho ' the nature of our quarrel never yet brook'd ...
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William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson. to't afresh . Sweet Bianca ! happy man be his dole ! he that runs falteft gets the ring ; how fay you , Sig- nior Gremio ? Gre . I am agreed ; and would I had given him the beft horfe in Padua to begin ...
William Shakespeare Samuel Johnson. to't afresh . Sweet Bianca ! happy man be his dole ! he that runs falteft gets the ring ; how fay you , Sig- nior Gremio ? Gre . I am agreed ; and would I had given him the beft horfe in Padua to begin ...
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... sweet Kate , be merry . Off with my boots , you rogue : you villains , when ? It was the Friar of Orders grey , As be forth walked on his way . [ Sings . Out , out , you rogue ! you pluck my foot awry . Take that , and mind the plucking ...
... sweet Kate , be merry . Off with my boots , you rogue : you villains , when ? It was the Friar of Orders grey , As be forth walked on his way . [ Sings . Out , out , you rogue ! you pluck my foot awry . Take that , and mind the plucking ...
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Page 363 - 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 458 - 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 192 - Friendship is constant in all other things, Save in the office and affairs of love ; Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues ; Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent ; for beauty is a witch, Against whose charms faith melteth into blood : This is an accident of hourly proof, which I mistrusted not.
Page 467 - 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.