The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:, Partie 9,Volume 2H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, R. and B. Wellington, J. Brindley, and E. New., 1740 |
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... , being a man : truly , the lady fa- thers her felf ; be happy , lady , for you are like an ho- nourable father . Bene . If Signior Leonato be her Father , she would Beat . I wonder , that you will still be 8 MUCH ADO about NOTHING .
... , being a man : truly , the lady fa- thers her felf ; be happy , lady , for you are like an ho- nourable father . Bene . If Signior Leonato be her Father , she would Beat . I wonder , that you will still be 8 MUCH ADO about NOTHING .
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... still be talking , Signior Benedict ; no body marks you . Bene . What , my dear lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? Beat . Is it possible , Disdain should die , while she hath such meet food to feed it , as Signior Benedick ? Cour ...
... still be talking , Signior Benedict ; no body marks you . Bene . What , my dear lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? Beat . Is it possible , Disdain should die , while she hath such meet food to feed it , as Signior Benedick ? Cour ...
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... Vacation in London : and had I the Conve- nience of confulting Afcham's Toxophilus , I might probably grow still better acquainted with his History . and MUCH ADO about NOTHING . 13 and in such great 12 MUCH ADO about NOTHING .
... Vacation in London : and had I the Conve- nience of confulting Afcham's Toxophilus , I might probably grow still better acquainted with his History . and MUCH ADO about NOTHING . 13 and in such great 12 MUCH ADO about NOTHING .
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... still the evening is , As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony ! Pedro . See you where Benedick hath hid himself ? Claud . O very well , my lord ; the mufick ended , B 4 We'll We'll fit the kid - fox with a penny - MUCH ADo about NOTHING .
... still the evening is , As hush'd on purpose to grace harmony ! Pedro . See you where Benedick hath hid himself ? Claud . O very well , my lord ; the mufick ended , B 4 We'll We'll fit the kid - fox with a penny - MUCH ADo about NOTHING .
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... still of excellency , To put a strange face on his own perfection ; I pray thee , fing ; and let me woo no more . Balth . Because you talk of wooing , I will fing , Since many a wooer doth commence his fuit To her he thinks not worthy ...
... still of excellency , To put a strange face on his own perfection ; I pray thee , fing ; and let me woo no more . Balth . Because you talk of wooing , I will fing , Since many a wooer doth commence his fuit To her he thinks not worthy ...
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Page 97 - I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Page 427 - 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 91 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Page 186 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor,) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Page 97 - Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
Page 99 - You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold: moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Page 222 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power; And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Page 290 - Good morrow, fool, quoth I : 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...
Page 149 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Page 159 - For do but note a wild and wanton herd, Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, Fetching mad bounds, bellowing and neighing loud, Which is the hot condition of their blood : If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, Or any air of music touch their ears, You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze By the sweet power of music...