The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, Volume 8 |
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Pagina 61
Thy head is as full of quarrels , as an egg is full of meat ; and yet thy head hath
been beaten as addle as an egg , for quarrelling . Thou hast quarrelled with a
man for coughing in the street , because he hath wakened thy dog that hath lain ...
Thy head is as full of quarrels , as an egg is full of meat ; and yet thy head hath
been beaten as addle as an egg , for quarrelling . Thou hast quarrelled with a
man for coughing in the street , because he hath wakened thy dog that hath lain ...
Pagina 101
Things for the cook , Sir , but I know not what . Cap . Make haste , make haste .
Sirrah , fetch drier logs , Call Peter , he will shew thee where they are . Serv . I
have a head , Sir , that will find out logs , And never trouble Peter for the matter .
Cap .
Things for the cook , Sir , but I know not what . Cap . Make haste , make haste .
Sirrah , fetch drier logs , Call Peter , he will shew thee where they are . Serv . I
have a head , Sir , that will find out logs , And never trouble Peter for the matter .
Cap .
Pagina 139
The head is not more native to the heart , The hand more inftrumental to the
mouth , Than to the throne of Denmark is thy father . What would it thou have ,
Laertes ? Laer . My 6 The HEAD is not more native a fagtant instance of the first
to the ...
The head is not more native to the heart , The hand more inftrumental to the
mouth , Than to the throne of Denmark is thy father . What would it thou have ,
Laertes ? Laer . My 6 The HEAD is not more native a fagtant instance of the first
to the ...
Pagina 339
Oth . Most potent , grave , and reverend figniors , My very noble and approv'd
good masters ; That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter , It is most true ;
true , I have inarried her ; • The very head and front of my offending Hath this
extent ...
Oth . Most potent , grave , and reverend figniors , My very noble and approv'd
good masters ; That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter , It is most true ;
true , I have inarried her ; • The very head and front of my offending Hath this
extent ...
Pagina 446
Her hand on her bosom , her head on her knee , ' Sing willow , willow , willow : •
The fresh streams ran by her , and murmur'd her moans ; Sing willow , & C . Her
falt tears fell from her , and soft'ned the stones ; “ Sing willow , & c . ( Lay by thefe )
...
Her hand on her bosom , her head on her knee , ' Sing willow , willow , willow : •
The fresh streams ran by her , and murmur'd her moans ; Sing willow , & C . Her
falt tears fell from her , and soft'ned the stones ; “ Sing willow , & c . ( Lay by thefe )
...
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