The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, 5. köideLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... hour , and in the selfsame inn , A poor mean woman was delivered Of such a burden , male twins , both alike : Those , for their parents were exceeding poor , I bought , and brought up to attend my sons . My wife , not meanly proud of ...
... hour , and in the selfsame inn , A poor mean woman was delivered Of such a burden , male twins , both alike : Those , for their parents were exceeding poor , I bought , and brought up to attend my sons . My wife , not meanly proud of ...
Page 11
... hour it will be dinner - time : Till that , I'll view the manners of the town , Peruse the traders , gaze upon the buildings , And then return , and sleep within mine inn ; For with long travel I am stiff and weary . Get thee away . Dro ...
... hour it will be dinner - time : Till that , I'll view the manners of the town , Peruse the traders , gaze upon the buildings , And then return , and sleep within mine inn ; For with long travel I am stiff and weary . Get thee away . Dro ...
Page 13
... 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 fool- ishness , And tell me , how thou hast dispos'd thy charge . Dro . E ...
... 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 fool- ishness , And tell me , how thou hast dispos'd thy charge . Dro . E ...
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... What answer , sir ? when spake I such a word ? Ant . S. Even now , even here , not half an hour since . Dro . S. I did not see you since you sent me hence , Home to the Centaur , with the gold you gave SCENE II . 19 COMEDY OF ERRORS .
... What answer , sir ? when spake I such a word ? Ant . S. Even now , even here , not half an hour since . Dro . S. I did not see you since you sent me hence , Home to the Centaur , with the gold you gave SCENE II . 19 COMEDY OF ERRORS .
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... hours . When the sun shines , let foolish gnats make sport , But creep in crannies , when he hides his beams . If you will jest with me , know my aspect , And fashion your demeanour to my looks , Or I will beat this method in your ...
... hours . When the sun shines , let foolish gnats make sport , But creep in crannies , when he hides his beams . If you will jest with me , know my aspect , And fashion your demeanour to my looks , Or I will beat this method in your ...
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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...