The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, R. and B. Wellington, J. Brindley, and E. New., 1740 |
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... Exeunt all but Benedick and Claudio . Claud . Benedick , didst thou note the daughter of Sig- nior Leonato ? Bene . I noted her not , but I look'd on her . Claud . Is fhe not a modeft young lady ? Bene . Do you question me , as an ...
... Exeunt all but Benedick and Claudio . Claud . Benedick , didst thou note the daughter of Sig- nior Leonato ? Bene . I noted her not , but I look'd on her . Claud . Is fhe not a modeft young lady ? Bene . Do you question me , as an ...
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... Exeunt . Leon . How now , Brother , where is my Coufin your fon ? hath he provided this mufick ? Ant . He is very bufie about it ; but , brother , I can tell you news that you yet dream'd not of . Leon . Are they good ? Ant . As the ...
... Exeunt . Leon . How now , Brother , where is my Coufin your fon ? hath he provided this mufick ? Ant . He is very bufie about it ; but , brother , I can tell you news that you yet dream'd not of . Leon . Are they good ? Ant . As the ...
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... Exeunt . SCENE changes to an Apartment in Leonato's House . Conr . Enter Don John and Conrade . Hat the good - jer , my lord , why are you WH thus out of measure sad ? John . There is no measure in the occafion that breeds ft ...
... Exeunt . SCENE changes to an Apartment in Leonato's House . Conr . Enter Don John and Conrade . Hat the good - jer , my lord , why are you WH thus out of measure sad ? John . There is no measure in the occafion that breeds ft ...
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... Exeunt . A C T II . SCENE , a Hall in Leonato's Haufe . Enter Leonato , Antonio , Hero , Beatrice , Margaret and Urfula . W LEONATO . AS not Count John here at Supper ? Ant . I faw him not . Beat . How tartly that gentleman looks ! I ...
... Exeunt . A C T II . SCENE , a Hall in Leonato's Haufe . Enter Leonato , Antonio , Hero , Beatrice , Margaret and Urfula . W LEONATO . AS not Count John here at Supper ? Ant . I faw him not . Beat . How tartly that gentleman looks ! I ...
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... Exeunt . John . Sure , my brother is amorous on Hero , and hath withdrawn her father to break with him about it : the ladies follow her , and but one vifor remains . Bora . And that is Claudio ; I know him by his Bear- ing . John . Are ...
... Exeunt . John . Sure , my brother is amorous on Hero , and hath withdrawn her father to break with him about it : the ladies follow her , and but one vifor remains . Bora . And that is Claudio ; I know him by his Bear- ing . John . Are ...
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第97页 - I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
第427页 - 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91页 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
第186页 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor,) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
第97页 - Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
第99页 - You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold: moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
第222页 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power; And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
第290页 - Good morrow, fool, quoth I : No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...
第149页 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
第159页 - For do but note a wild and wanton herd, Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighing loud, Which is the hot condition of their blood : If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, Or any air of music touch their ears, You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze By the sweet power of music...