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 28
... heart . But , soft ; my door is lock'd ; Go bid them let us in , Dro . E. Maud , Bridget , Marian , Cicely , Gillian , Jen ' ! Dro . S. [ Within . ] Mome , malt - horse , capon , cox- comb , idiot , patch ! Either get thee from the door ...
... heart . But , soft ; my door is lock'd ; Go bid them let us in , Dro . E. Maud , Bridget , Marian , Cicely , Gillian , Jen ' ! Dro . S. [ Within . ] Mome , malt - horse , capon , cox- comb , idiot , patch ! Either get thee from the door ...
Page 33
... heart be tainted ; Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint ; Be secret - false : What need she be acquainted ? What simple thief brags of his own attaint ? ' Tis double wrong , to truant with your bed , And let her read it in thy looks ...
... heart be tainted ; Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint ; Be secret - false : What need she be acquainted ? What simple thief brags of his own attaint ? ' Tis double wrong , to truant with your bed , And let her read it in thy looks ...
Page 35
... heart's dearer heart ; My food , my fortune , and my sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's heaven , and my heaven's claim . Luc . All this my sister is , or else should be . Ant . S. Call thyself sister , sweet , for I aim thee : Thee will ...
... heart's dearer heart ; My food , my fortune , and my sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's heaven , and my heaven's claim . Luc . All this my sister is , or else should be . Ant . S. Call thyself sister , sweet , for I aim thee : Thee will ...
Page 37
... heart of steel , she had transformed me to a cur- tail - dog , and made me turn i'the wheel . Ant . S. Go , hie thee presently , post to the road ; VOL . X. And if the wind blow any way from shore , SCENE I. 37 COMEDY OF ERRORS .
... heart of steel , she had transformed me to a cur- tail - dog , and made me turn i'the wheel . Ant . S. Go , hie thee presently , post to the road ; VOL . X. And if the wind blow any way from shore , SCENE I. 37 COMEDY OF ERRORS .
Page 44
... heart's meteors tilting in his face ? Luc . First , he denied you had in him no right . Adr . He meant , he did me none ; the more my spite . Luc . Then swore he , that he was a stranger here . Adr . And true he swore , though yet ...
... heart's meteors tilting in his face ? Luc . First , he denied you had in him no right . Adr . He meant , he did me none ; the more my spite . Luc . Then swore he , that he was a stranger here . Adr . And true he swore , though yet ...
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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...