The Plays and Poems of William Shakespeare: Printed from the Text of J. Payne Collier, with the Life and Portrait of the Poet, Nide 2Tauchnitz, 1843 |
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Sivu 1
... BAPTISTA , a rich Gentleman of The Pedant . Padua . VINCENTIO , an old Gentleman of KATHARINA , Daughters to Bap- Pisa . LUCENTIO , Son to Vincentio . PETRUCHIO , a Gentleman of Ve- rona . BIANCA , Widow . tista . Tailor , Haberdasher ...
... BAPTISTA , a rich Gentleman of The Pedant . Padua . VINCENTIO , an old Gentleman of KATHARINA , Daughters to Bap- Pisa . LUCENTIO , Son to Vincentio . PETRUCHIO , a Gentleman of Ve- rona . BIANCA , Widow . tista . Tailor , Haberdasher ...
Sivu 11
... BAPTISTA , KATHARINA , BIANCA , GREMIO , and HORTENSIO . LUCENTIO and TRANIO stand aside . Bap . Gentlemen , importune me no farther , For how I firmly am resolv'd you know ; That is , not to bestow my youngest daughter , Before I have ...
... BAPTISTA , KATHARINA , BIANCA , GREMIO , and HORTENSIO . LUCENTIO and TRANIO stand aside . Bap . Gentlemen , importune me no farther , For how I firmly am resolv'd you know ; That is , not to bestow my youngest daughter , Before I have ...
Sivu 12
... Baptista , will you be so strange ? Sorry am I , that our good will effects Bianca's grief . Gre . Why , will you mew her up , Signior Baptista , for this fiend of hell , And make her bear the penance of her tongue ? Bap . Gentlemen ...
... Baptista , will you be so strange ? Sorry am I , that our good will effects Bianca's grief . Gre . Why , will you mew her up , Signior Baptista , for this fiend of hell , And make her bear the penance of her tongue ? Bap . Gentlemen ...
Sivu 13
... Baptista's eldest daughter to a husband , we set his youngest free for a husband , and then have to ' t afresh . - Sweet Bianca ! Happy man be his dole ! He that runs fastest gets the ring . How say you , signior Gremio ? Gre . I am ...
... Baptista's eldest daughter to a husband , we set his youngest free for a husband , and then have to ' t afresh . - Sweet Bianca ! Happy man be his dole ! He that runs fastest gets the ring . How say you , signior Gremio ? Gre . I am ...
Sivu 16
... Baptista's youngest daughter . But , sirrah , not for my sake , bout your master's , I advise You use you manners discreetly in all kind of companies : When I am alone , why , then I am Tranio ; But in all places else , your master ...
... Baptista's youngest daughter . But , sirrah , not for my sake , bout your master's , I advise You use you manners discreetly in all kind of companies : When I am alone , why , then I am Tranio ; But in all places else , your master ...
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Sivu 476 - Richard : no man cried , God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home; But dust was thrown upon his sacred head , Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God , for some strong purpose , steel'd The hearts of men , they must perforce have melted , And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Sivu 288 - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Sivu 190 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? We men may say more, swear more ; but indeed Our shows are more than will, for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio.
Sivu 137 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not, and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Sivu 457 - My figur'd goblets for a dish of wood, My sceptre for a palmer's walking-staff, My subjects for a pair of carved saints, And my large kingdom for a little grave, A little little grave, an obscure grave : Or I'll be buried in the king's highway, Some way of common trade, where subjects...
Sivu 289 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids ; bold...