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Pagina 77
... Kate ! BIRON . coxcomb ! O most profane [ Aside . DUM . By heaven , the wonder of a mortal eye ! BIRON . By earth , she is not ; corporal , there you lie.a [ Aside . DUм . Her amber hairs for foul hath amber quoted . BIRON . An amber ...
... Kate ! BIRON . coxcomb ! O most profane [ Aside . DUM . By heaven , the wonder of a mortal eye ! BIRON . By earth , she is not ; corporal , there you lie.a [ Aside . DUм . Her amber hairs for foul hath amber quoted . BIRON . An amber ...
Pagina 238
... Kate , in the next sentence . b From me , and other more- ] The folio , 1623 , reads , from me . Other more . Theobald , at the suggestion of Dr. Thirlby , added the conjunction , and his reading has been adopted by every editor since ...
... Kate , in the next sentence . b From me , and other more- ] The folio , 1623 , reads , from me . Other more . Theobald , at the suggestion of Dr. Thirlby , added the conjunction , and his reading has been adopted by every editor since ...
Pagina 241
... , then you jest ; and now I well perceive , You have but jested with me all this while : stituted gawds . Mr. Collier's MS . annotator reads guards , in the old sense of ornaments . I prithee , sister Kate , untie my hands . 241 R 2.
... , then you jest ; and now I well perceive , You have but jested with me all this while : stituted gawds . Mr. Collier's MS . annotator reads guards , in the old sense of ornaments . I prithee , sister Kate , untie my hands . 241 R 2.
Pagina 242
William Shakespeare. I prithee , sister Kate , untie my hands . KATH . If that be jest , then all the rest was so . [ Strikes her . Enter BAPTISTA . BAP . Why , how now , dame ! whence grows insolence ? this Bianca , stand aside ; -poor ...
William Shakespeare. I prithee , sister Kate , untie my hands . KATH . If that be jest , then all the rest was so . [ Strikes her . Enter BAPTISTA . BAP . Why , how now , dame ! whence grows insolence ? this Bianca , stand aside ; -poor ...
Pagina 243
... Kate to you ? SO PET . I pray you do ; I will attend her here , - [ Exeunt BAPTISTA , GREMIO , TRANIO , and HORTENSIO . And woo her with some spirit when she comes . Say , that she rail ; why , then I'll tell her plain She sings as ...
... Kate to you ? SO PET . I pray you do ; I will attend her here , - [ Exeunt BAPTISTA , GREMIO , TRANIO , and HORTENSIO . And woo her with some spirit when she comes . Say , that she rail ; why , then I'll tell her plain She sings as ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 471 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Pagina 374 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Pagina 310 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Pagina 168 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Pagina 3 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.