The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 5Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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Page 60
... never reprehended him but mildly , When he demean'd himself rough , rude , and wildly.- Why bear you these rebukes , and answer not ? Adr . She did betray me to my own reproof.- Good people , enter , and lay hold on him . Abb . No , not ...
... never reprehended him but mildly , When he demean'd himself rough , rude , and wildly.- Why bear you these rebukes , and answer not ? Adr . She did betray me to my own reproof.- Good people , enter , and lay hold on him . Abb . No , not ...
Page 61
... never rise until my tears and prayers Have won his grace to come in person hither , And take perforce my husband from the abbess . Mer . By this , I think , the dial points at five : Anon , I am sure , the duke himself in person Comes ...
... never rise until my tears and prayers Have won his grace to come in person hither , And take perforce my husband from the abbess . Mer . By this , I think , the dial points at five : Anon , I am sure , the duke himself in person Comes ...
Page 66
... never came within these abbey walls , Nor ever didst thou draw thy sword on me : I never saw the chain , so help me heaven ! And this is false , you burden me withal . Duke . What an intricate impeach is this ! I think , you all have ...
... never came within these abbey walls , Nor ever didst thou draw thy sword on me : I never saw the chain , so help me heaven ! And this is false , you burden me withal . Duke . What an intricate impeach is this ! I think , you all have ...
Page 67
... never saw you in my life , till now . Ege . O ! grief hath chang'd me , since you saw me last ; And careful hours , with Time's deformed hand , Have written strange defeatures in my face : But tell me yet , dost thou not know my voice ...
... never saw you in my life , till now . Ege . O ! grief hath chang'd me , since you saw me last ; And careful hours , with Time's deformed hand , Have written strange defeatures in my face : But tell me yet , dost thou not know my voice ...
Page 67
... never came within these abbey walls , Nor ever didst thou draw thy sword on me : I never saw the chain , so help me heaven ! And this is false , you burden me withal . Duke . What an intricate impeach is this ! I think , you all have ...
... never came within these abbey walls , Nor ever didst thou draw thy sword on me : I never saw the chain , so help me heaven ! And this is false , you burden me withal . Duke . What an intricate impeach is this ! I think , you all have ...
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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...