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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... , take him to thy custody . Gaol . I will , my lord . Ęge . Hopeless , and helpless , doth Egeon wend , But to procrastinate his lifeless end . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - A publick Place . Enter ANTIPHOLUS 10 АСТ 1 . COMEDY OF ERRORS .
... , take him to thy custody . Gaol . I will , my lord . Ęge . Hopeless , and helpless , doth Egeon wend , But to procrastinate his lifeless end . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . - A publick Place . Enter ANTIPHOLUS 10 АСТ 1 . COMEDY OF ERRORS .
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... Enter ANTIPHOLUS and 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 ...
... Enter ANTIPHOLUS and 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 ...
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... Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA . Adr . Neither my husband , nor the slave return'd , That in such haste I sent to seek his master ! Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock . Luc . Perhaps , some merchant hath invited him , And from the mart he's ...
... Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA . Adr . Neither my husband , nor the slave return'd , That in such haste I sent to seek his master ! Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock . Luc . Perhaps , some merchant hath invited him , And from the mart he's ...
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... Enter 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 ...
... Enter 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 ...
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... Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse . Ant . S. The gold , I gave to Dromio , is laid up Safe at the Centaur ; and the heedful slave Is wander'd forth , in care to seek me out . By computation , and mine host's report , I could not speak with ...
... Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse . Ant . S. The gold , I gave to Dromio , is laid up Safe at the Centaur ; and the heedful slave Is wander'd forth , in care to seek me out . By computation , and mine host's report , I could not speak with ...
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ANTIPHOLUS Aquitain ARMADO Baptista Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Biron Boyet chain comes Cost COSTARD Curt daughter dost thou doth Dromio ducats Duke Dull Dumain Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fool forsworn gentle gentleman give grace Grumio hand hath hear heart hither horse Hortensio husband Kate Kath KATHARINA King knock l'envoy lady Long Longaville look lord Lucentio madam Marry master merry mistress Moth Nath Navarre ne'er never oath Padua Petruchio Pisa Pompey pray Prin princess quoth Rosaline SCENE Servant shrew signior Gremio Sirrah sister speak stay sweet Syracusan Syracuse tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast to-day tongue Tranio unto villain Vincentio wench What's wife wilt withal woman word
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...