The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 5Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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Page 81
... madam , do him obeisance . Tell him from me , ( as he will win my love , ) He bear himself with honourable action , Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies Unto their lords , by them accomplished : Such duty to the drunkard let him do ...
... madam , do him obeisance . Tell him from me , ( as he will win my love , ) He bear himself with honourable action , Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies Unto their lords , by them accomplished : Such duty to the drunkard let him do ...
Page 86
... madam , or Joan madam ? Lord . Madam , and nothing else ; so lords call ladies . Sly . Madam wife , they say that I have dream'd , and slept Above some fifteen year and more . Page . Ay , and the time seems thirty unto me ; Being all ...
... madam , or Joan madam ? Lord . Madam , and nothing else ; so lords call ladies . Sly . Madam wife , they say that I have dream'd , and slept Above some fifteen year and more . Page . Ay , and the time seems thirty unto me ; Being all ...
Page 87
... It is a kind of history . Sly . Well , we'll see't : Come , madam wife , sit by my side , and let the world slip : we shall ne'er be [ They sit down . younger . ACT I. SCENE I. - Padua . A public Place TAMING OF THE SHREW . $ 7.
... It is a kind of history . Sly . Well , we'll see't : Come , madam wife , sit by my side , and let the world slip : we shall ne'er be [ They sit down . younger . ACT I. SCENE I. - Padua . A public Place TAMING OF THE SHREW . $ 7.
Page 96
... surely ; Comes there any more of it ? Page . My lord , ' tis but begun . Sly . ' Tis a very excellent piece of work , madam lady ; ' Would ' twere done ! SCENE II . - The same . Before HORTENSIO's House 96 ACT I. TAMING OF THE SHREW .
... surely ; Comes there any more of it ? Page . My lord , ' tis but begun . Sly . ' Tis a very excellent piece of work , madam lady ; ' Would ' twere done ! SCENE II . - The same . Before HORTENSIO's House 96 ACT I. TAMING OF THE SHREW .
Page 124
... madam : - Hac ibat Simois ; hic est Sigeia tellus ; Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis . Bian . Construe them . Luc . Hac ibat , as I told you before , -Simois , I am Lucentio , hic est , son unto Vincentio of Pisa , -Sigeia tellus ...
... madam : - Hac ibat Simois ; hic est Sigeia tellus ; Hic steterat Priami regia celsa senis . Bian . Construe them . Luc . Hac ibat , as I told you before , -Simois , I am Lucentio , hic est , son unto Vincentio of Pisa , -Sigeia tellus ...
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Page 262 - When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 260 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Page 209 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Page 261 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Page 160 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband...