The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Twenty-one Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, to which are Added Notes, Volume 20J. Nichols and Son, 1813 |
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Page 348
... Dromio of Ephesus , Dromio of Syracuse , Balthazar , a Merchant . Angelo , a Goldsmith . Twin Brothers , and Sons to unknown to each other . Ægeon and Æmilia , but Twin Brothers , and Attend- ants on the two Antipholus's . A Merchant ...
... Dromio of Ephesus , Dromio of Syracuse , Balthazar , a Merchant . Angelo , a Goldsmith . Twin Brothers , and Sons to unknown to each other . Ægeon and Æmilia , but Twin Brothers , and Attend- ants on the two Antipholus's . A Merchant ...
Page 356
... DROMIO of Syracuse , and a Merchant . MER . Therefore , give out , you are of Epidamnum , Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate . This very day , a Syracusan merchant Is apprehended for arrival here ; And , not being able to buy ...
... DROMIO of Syracuse , and a Merchant . MER . Therefore , give out , you are of Epidamnum , Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate . This very day , a Syracusan merchant Is apprehended for arrival here ; And , not being able to buy ...
Page 358
... DROMIO of Ephesus . Here comes the almanack of my true date.- What now ? How chance , thou art return'd so soon ? DRO . E. Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd too late ; The capon burns , the pig falls from the spit ; The clock hath ...
... DROMIO of Ephesus . Here comes the almanack of my true date.- What now ? How chance , thou art return'd so soon ? DRO . E. Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd too late ; The capon burns , the pig falls from the spit ; The clock hath ...
Page 359
... Dromio , come , these jests are out of season ; Reserve them till a merrier 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 ...
... Dromio , come , these jests are out of season ; Reserve them till a merrier 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 ...
Page 367
... DROMIO of Ephesus . ADR . Say , is your tardy master now at hand ? DRO . E. Nay , he is at two hands with me , and that my two ears can witness . ADR . Say , didst thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ? DRO . E. Ay , ay , he told ...
... DROMIO of Ephesus . ADR . Say , is your tardy master now at hand ? DRO . E. Nay , he is at two hands with me , and that my two ears can witness . ADR . Say , didst thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ? DRO . E. Ay , ay , he told ...
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agayne ancient copies Antipholus art thou beauty Ben Jonson Benvolio brest called Capulet comedy dead death dedly dost doth Dromio DUKE earth eche edition editors emendation Enter Ephesus Euen euery Exeunt eyes fair frendes Friar fryer geue gleek greefe hand hart hath haue hear heart heaven hence howre husband JOHNSON kiss lady lord loue Love's Labour's Lost lyfe MALONE Mantua married master means Mercutio mistress Montague mynde night nurce NURSE old copy Paris passage payd payne play poem Pope prince quarto quoth Rape of Lucrece rest Romeo Romeus and Juliet scene second folio Shakspeare sorow speak speech STEEVENS stryfe sweet teares tell thee theyr thine thou art thou hast thought tomb Tybalt Verona vnto WARBURTON wherefore whilst wife wilt woordes word wyfe yong
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Page 96 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow.
Page 84 - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo ? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name : Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Page 56 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Page 82 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Page 5 - Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life ; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Do. with their death, bury their parents
Page 56 - She is the fairies' midwife ;" and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies" Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep: Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Page 91 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Page 91 - Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Page 171 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops ; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 83 - tis not to me she speaks : Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head ? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp ; her eye in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing and think it were not night.