The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]., Volume 3 |
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Page 91
... Bion . Ay , Sir , ne'er a whit . Luc . And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth , Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio . Bion . The better for him , would I were fo too . Tra . So would I , ' faith , boy , to have the next wifh after , that ...
... Bion . Ay , Sir , ne'er a whit . Luc . And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth , Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio . Bion . The better for him , would I were fo too . Tra . So would I , ' faith , boy , to have the next wifh after , that ...
Page 98
... Bion . O excellent motion ! fellows , let's be gone . Hor . The motion's good indeed , and be it fo , Petruchio , I fhall be your ben venuta , [ Exeunt Man . My Lord , you nod , you do I Man , 98 The Taming of the Shrew . She may more ...
... Bion . O excellent motion ! fellows , let's be gone . Hor . The motion's good indeed , and be it fo , Petruchio , I fhall be your ben venuta , [ Exeunt Man . My Lord , you nod , you do I Man , 98 The Taming of the Shrew . She may more ...
Page 113
... Bion . He is coming , t Bap . When will he be here ? Bion . When he ftands where I am , and fees you there . ' Tra . But fay , what to thine old news ? Bion . Why , Petruchio is coming in a new hat and an old jerkin ; a pair of old ...
... Bion . He is coming , t Bap . When will he be here ? Bion . When he ftands where I am , and fees you there . ' Tra . But fay , what to thine old news ? Bion . Why , Petruchio is coming in a new hat and an old jerkin ; a pair of old ...
Page 114
... Bion . Oh Sir , his lackey , for all the world caparifon'd like the horfe , with a linen ftock on one leg , and a ... Bion . Why , Sir , he comes not . Bap . Didft thou not fay he comes ? Bion . Who ? that Petruchio came ? Bap . Ay ...
... Bion . Oh Sir , his lackey , for all the world caparifon'd like the horfe , with a linen ftock on one leg , and a ... Bion . Why , Sir , he comes not . Bap . Didft thou not fay he comes ? Bion . Who ? that Petruchio came ? Bap . Ay ...
Page 125
... twenty long , To tame a fhrew , and charm her chattering tongue . SCENE V. Enter Biondello . Bion , Oh mafter , mafter , I have watch'd fo long , J3 That 1 That I'm dog - weary ; but at laft The Taming of the Shrew . 125.
... twenty long , To tame a fhrew , and charm her chattering tongue . SCENE V. Enter Biondello . Bion , Oh mafter , mafter , I have watch'd fo long , J3 That 1 That I'm dog - weary ; but at laft The Taming of the Shrew . 125.
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affure anſwer Baptifta Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Cath Catharine Clown Count daughter defire doft doth Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father feem felf felves fervant ferve feven fhall fhew fhould fifter fince fing firft fome fool foreft fpeak ftand ftrange fuch fure fwear fweet gentleman give Gremio hath heart heav'n himſelf honour horfe Hortenfio houfe houſe huſband Illyria Kate King knave Lady Lord Lucentio Madam mafter maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt Narbon Orla Orlando Padua Petruchio pleaſe pr'ythee pray promife reafon Rofalind ſay SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe Signior Sir Toby ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art Tranio whofe wife worfe youth
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Page 145 - 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...
Page 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Page 201 - 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.
Page 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Page 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Page 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Page 29 - 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...