The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators ; to which are Added Notes by Sam. Johnson, 第 3 卷J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, H. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, L. Hawes, Clark and Collins, W. Johnston, T. Caslon, T. Lownds, and the executors of B. Dodd, 1765 |
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第 10 頁
... she know me not ; if the fay , I am not fourteen pence on the score for fheer ale , fcore me up for the lying'st knave in Chriftendom . What , I am not beftraught : here's 1 Men . Oh , this it is that makes 1 Man . 10 THE TAMING SCENE ...
... she know me not ; if the fay , I am not fourteen pence on the score for fheer ale , fcore me up for the lying'st knave in Chriftendom . What , I am not beftraught : here's 1 Men . Oh , this it is that makes 1 Man . 10 THE TAMING SCENE ...
第 12 頁
... She was the fairest creature in the world , And yet fhe is inferior to none . Sly . Am I a Lord , and have I fuch a Lady ? Or do I dream ? or have I dreamt ' till now ? I do not fleep ; I fee , I hear , I speak ; I smell fweet favours ...
... She was the fairest creature in the world , And yet fhe is inferior to none . Sly . Am I a Lord , and have I fuch a Lady ? Or do I dream ? or have I dreamt ' till now ? I do not fleep ; I fee , I hear , I speak ; I smell fweet favours ...
第 17 頁
... She's too rough for me . There , there , Hortenfio , will you any wife ? Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it your will To make a Stale of me amongst these mates ?. Hor . Mates , maid , how mean you that ? no mates for you ; Unless you were ...
... She's too rough for me . There , there , Hortenfio , will you any wife ? Cath . I pray you , Sir , is it your will To make a Stale of me amongst these mates ?. Hor . Mates , maid , how mean you that ? no mates for you ; Unless you were ...
第 25 頁
... She moves me not ; or not removes , at least , • Affection's edge in me . . 5 Where Small experience grows but in a FEW . ] This non- fense should be read thus : Where Small experience grows but in a MEW , i . e . a confinement at home ...
... She moves me not ; or not removes , at least , • Affection's edge in me . . 5 Where Small experience grows but in a FEW . ] This non- fense should be read thus : Where Small experience grows but in a MEW , i . e . a confinement at home ...
第 27 頁
... She may , perhaps , call him half a score knaves , or fo : why , that's nothing ; an ' he begin once , he'll rail - In his rope - tricks ( I'll tell you what , Sir ) an ' she stand him but a little , he will throw a figure in her face ...
... She may , perhaps , call him half a score knaves , or fo : why , that's nothing ; an ' he begin once , he'll rail - In his rope - tricks ( I'll tell you what , Sir ) an ' she stand him but a little , he will throw a figure in her face ...
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第 465 頁 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
第 93 頁 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
第 457 頁 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
第 499 頁 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
第 456 頁 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
第 361 頁 - 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.