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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... pray , Are penitent for your default to - day . Ant . S. Stop in your wind , sir ; tell me this , I pray ; Where have you left the money that I gave you ? Dro . E. O , six - pence , that I had o'Wednesday last , To pay the saddler for ...
... pray , Are penitent for your default to - day . Ant . S. Stop in your wind , sir ; tell me this , I pray ; Where have you left the money that I gave you ? Dro . E. O , six - pence , that I had o'Wednesday last , To pay the saddler for ...
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... pray you , jest , sir , as you sit at dinner : I from my mistress come to you in post ; If I return , I shall be post indeed ; For she will score your fault upon my pate . Methinks , your maw , like mine , should be your clock , And ...
... pray you , jest , sir , as you sit at dinner : I from my mistress come to you in post ; If I return , I shall be post indeed ; For she will score your fault upon my pate . Methinks , your maw , like mine , should be your clock , And ...
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... prays , that you will hie you home to dinner . Ant . S. What , wilt thou flout me thus unto my face , Being forbid ? There , take you that , sir knave . Dro . E. What mean you , sir ? for God's sake , hold your hands ; Nay , an you will ...
... prays , that you will hie you home to dinner . Ant . S. What , wilt thou flout me thus unto my face , Being forbid ? There , take you that , sir knave . Dro . E. What mean you , sir ? for God's sake , hold your hands ; Nay , an you will ...
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... pray you , master , tell me . Ant . S. Yea , dost thou jeer , and flout me in the teeth ? Think'st thou , I jest ? Hold , take thou that , and that . [ Beating him . Dro . S. Hold , sir , for God's sake : now your jest is earnest : Upon ...
... pray you , master , tell me . Ant . S. Yea , dost thou jeer , and flout me in the teeth ? Think'st thou , I jest ? Hold , take thou that , and that . [ Beating him . Dro . S. Hold , sir , for God's sake : now your jest is earnest : Upon ...
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... pray you eat none of it . Ant . S. Your reason ? Dro . S. Lest it make you cholerick , and purchase me another dry basting . Ant . S. Well , sir , learn to jest in good time ; There's a time for all things . Dro . S. I durst have denied ...
... pray you eat none of it . Ant . S. Your reason ? Dro . S. Lest it make you cholerick , and purchase me another dry basting . Ant . S. Well , sir , learn to jest in good time ; There's a time for all things . Dro . S. I durst have denied ...
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Popular passages
Page 258 - 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 256 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Page 205 - 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 257 - 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 156 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband...