Prefaces. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of WindsorC. Bathurst, 1773 |
Dentro del libro
Página 108
... Valentine . Val . Sweet Protheus , no : now let us take our leave . meet with the fame expreffion in the old comedy called Mother Bombie : " What do you give me the boots ? " STEEVENS . • However , but a folly- ] This love will end in a ...
... Valentine . Val . Sweet Protheus , no : now let us take our leave . meet with the fame expreffion in the old comedy called Mother Bombie : " What do you give me the boots ? " STEEVENS . • However , but a folly- ] This love will end in a ...
Página 114
... Valentine's page ; and fent , I think , from Protheus . He would have given it you , but I , being in the way , Did in your name receive it ; pardon the fault , I pray . Jul . Now , by my modefty , 5 a goodly broker ! Dare you prefume ...
... Valentine's page ; and fent , I think , from Protheus . He would have given it you , but I , being in the way , Did in your name receive it ; pardon the fault , I pray . Jul . Now , by my modefty , 5 a goodly broker ! Dare you prefume ...
Página 119
... Valentine , 2 * Attends the emperor in his royal court . Ant . I know it well . Pant . ' Twere good , I think , your lordship sent him thither : There shall he practise tilts and tournaments , Hear fweet difcourfe , converse with ...
... Valentine , 2 * Attends the emperor in his royal court . Ant . I know it well . Pant . ' Twere good , I think , your lordship sent him thither : There shall he practise tilts and tournaments , Hear fweet difcourfe , converse with ...
Página 120
... Valentine , Deliver'd by a friend that came from him . Ant . Lend me the letter ; let me fee what news . Pro . There is no news , my lord ; but that he writes How happily he lives , how well belov'd , And daily graced by the emperor ...
... Valentine , Deliver'd by a friend that came from him . Ant . Lend me the letter ; let me fee what news . Pro . There is no news , my lord ; but that he writes How happily he lives , how well belov'd , And daily graced by the emperor ...
Página 122
... Valentine and Speed . IR , your glove- SIR SPEED . Val . Not mine ; my gloves are on . Speed . Why then this may be yours , for this is but one . Val . Ha ! let me fee : ay , give it me , it's mine : Sweet ornament , that decks a thing ...
... Valentine and Speed . IR , your glove- SIR SPEED . Val . Not mine ; my gloves are on . Speed . Why then this may be yours , for this is but one . Val . Ha ! let me fee : ay , give it me , it's mine : Sweet ornament , that decks a thing ...
Términos y frases comunes
Afide againſt Anne Ariel becauſe beſt Caius Caliban criticks daughter defire difcovered Duke edition editors Engliſh Enter Exeunt Exit expreffion fafe faid Falſtaff fame fatire fcene feems fenfe fent fervant fhall fhew fhould fignifies fince firft firſt fome fometimes Ford fpeak fpirit ftand ftill fubject fuch fuppofe fure hath himſelf Hoft houſe huſband JOHNSON laft Laun lefs Lond lord mafter mafter Brook miftrefs Mira miſtreſs moft month's mind moſt muft muſt myſelf Naples obfcure obferved occafion paffages paffion play pleaſe pleaſure poet praiſe pray prefent Profpero Protheus publiſhed quartos Quic reafon reft Shakeſpeare Shal ſhall ſhe Silvia Sir John Slen ſpeak Speed STEEVENS thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thofe Thomas Creede thoſe thou Thurio tranflated Trin Trinculo underſtand uſe Valentine WARBURTON whofe wife word
Pasajes populares
Página 89 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
Página 23 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
Página 83 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
Página 83 - To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be) I have be-dimm'd The noontide sun , call'd forth the mutinous winds , And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire , and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Página 82 - Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier...