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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... DROMIO of Ephesus , unknown to each other . Twin Brothers , and Attendants DROMIO of Syracuse , S on the two ANTIPHOLUS's . BALTHAZAR , a Merchant . ANGELO , a Goldsmith . A Merchant , Friend to ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse . PINCH , a ...
... DROMIO of Ephesus , unknown to each other . Twin Brothers , and Attendants DROMIO of Syracuse , S on the two ANTIPHOLUS's . BALTHAZAR , a Merchant . ANGELO , a Goldsmith . A Merchant , Friend to ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse . PINCH , a ...
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... DROMIO of Syracuse , and a Merchant . Mer . Therefore , give out , you are of Epidamnum , Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate . This very day , a Syracusan merchant Is apprehended for arrival here ; And , not being able to buy ...
... DROMIO of Syracuse , and a Merchant . Mer . Therefore , give out , you are of Epidamnum , Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate . This very day , a Syracusan merchant Is apprehended for arrival here ; And , not being able to buy ...
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... DROMIO of Ephesus . Here comes the almanack of my true date.- What now ? How chance , thou art return'd so soon ? Dro . E. Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd too late : The capon burns , the pig falls from the spit ; The clock hath ...
... DROMIO of Ephesus . Here comes the almanack of my true date.- What now ? How chance , thou art return'd so soon ? Dro . E. Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd too late : The capon burns , the pig falls from the spit ; The clock hath ...
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... Dromio , come , these jests are out of season ; Reserve them till a merrier hour than this : Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee ? Dro . E. To me , sir ? why you gave no gold to me . Ant . S. Come on , sir knave , have done your ...
... Dromio , come , these jests are out of season ; Reserve them till a merrier hour than this : Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee ? Dro . E. To me , sir ? why you gave no gold to me . Ant . S. Come on , sir knave , have done your ...
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... DROMIO of Ephesus . Adr . Say , is your tardy master now at hand ? Dro . E. Nay , he is at two hands with me , and that my two ears can witness . Adr . Say , didst thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ? Dro . E. Ay , ay , he told ...
... DROMIO of Ephesus . Adr . Say , is your tardy master now at hand ? Dro . E. Nay , he is at two hands with me , and that my two ears can witness . Adr . Say , didst thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ? Dro . E. Ay , ay , he told ...
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ANTIPHOLUS Aquitain ARMADO Baptista Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Biron Boyet chain comes Cost COSTARD Curt daughter dost thou doth Dromio ducats Duke Dull Dumain Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fool forsworn gentle gentleman give grace Grumio hand hath hear heart hither horse Hortensio husband Kate Kath KATHARINA King knock l'envoy lady Long Longaville look lord Lucentio madam Marry master merry mistress Moth Nath Navarre ne'er never oath Padua Petruchio Pisa Pompey pray Prin princess quoth Rosaline SCENE Servant shrew signior Gremio Sirrah sister speak stay sweet Syracusan Syracuse tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast to-day tongue Tranio unto villain Vincentio wench What's wife wilt withal woman word
Popular passages
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...