Taming of the shrew. All's well that ends wellPrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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Strona xi
... speak , « I smell sweet savours , and I feel soft things ; " Upon my life I am a Lord indeed . The satire is so strongly marked in this last line , that one can no longer doubt of the writer's intention . If any should , let me further ...
... speak , « I smell sweet savours , and I feel soft things ; " Upon my life I am a Lord indeed . The satire is so strongly marked in this last line , that one can no longer doubt of the writer's intention . If any should , let me further ...
Strona 19
... speak , be ready straight , And , with a low submissive reverence , Say - What is it your honour will command ? Let one attend him with a silver bason , Full of rose - water , and bestrew'd with flowers ; Another bear the ewer , the ...
... speak , be ready straight , And , with a low submissive reverence , Say - What is it your honour will command ? Let one attend him with a silver bason , Full of rose - water , and bestrew'd with flowers ; Another bear the ewer , the ...
Strona 25
... I dream'd ' till now ? I do not sleep : I see , I hear , I speak ; I smell sweet savours , and I feel soft things : - Upon my life , I am a lord , indeed ; C 210 And And not a tinker , nor Christopher Sly.- Well , TAMING OF THE SHREW . 25.
... I dream'd ' till now ? I do not sleep : I see , I hear , I speak ; I smell sweet savours , and I feel soft things : - Upon my life , I am a lord , indeed ; C 210 And And not a tinker , nor Christopher Sly.- Well , TAMING OF THE SHREW . 25.
Strona 26
... speak of all that time ? lord ; but 221 very idle words : - : - 1 Man . Oh , yes , my For though you lay here in this goodly chamber , Yet would you say , ye were beaten out of door ; And rail upon the hostess of the house ; And say ...
... speak of all that time ? lord ; but 221 very idle words : - : - 1 Man . Oh , yes , my For though you lay here in this goodly chamber , Yet would you say , ye were beaten out of door ; And rail upon the hostess of the house ; And say ...
Strona 32
... speak . [ Aside . Hor . Signior Baptista , will you be so strange ? Sorry am I , that our will effects Bianca's grief . Gre . Why , will you mew her up , Signior Baptista , for this fiend of hell , And make her bear the penance of her ...
... speak . [ Aside . Hor . Signior Baptista , will you be so strange ? Sorry am I , that our will effects Bianca's grief . Gre . Why , will you mew her up , Signior Baptista , for this fiend of hell , And make her bear the penance of her ...
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ancient ballad Baptista Beaumont and Fletcher Ben Jonson Bertram Bian Bianca Bion Biondello comedy Count daughter doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit fair farewel father Feran Ferando folio fool gentleman give gown Grumio hath hear HELENA HENLEY hither honour horse Hortensio husband Inter JOHNSON Kate Kath Katharine King knave lady Lafeu Lord lordship Lucentio madam maid MALONE marry master mean mistress Narbon never noble old copy Padua Parolles passage Petruchio Pisa play pray ring Rousillon SCENE Scornful Lady sense servants Shakspere shew shrew Sirrah Slie speak STEEVENS suppose swear sweet Tamburlaine tell thee THEOBALD There's thine thing thou art thou hast Tranio Troilus and Cressida Twelfth Night TYRWHITT unto Vincentio virginity WARBURTON What's wife word young
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Strona 77 - I will be master of what is mine own : She is my goods, my chattels ; she is my house, My household stuff, my field, my barn, My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing...
Strona 119 - 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; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe: And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience ; — Too little payment for so great a debt.
Strona 98 - tis the mind that makes the body rich ; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful ? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye ? O, no, good Kate ; neither art thou the worse For this poor furniture, and mean array.
Strona 3 - I cannot reconcile my heart to Bertram — a man noble without generosity, and young without truth ; who marries Helen as a coward, and leaves her as a profligate ; when she is dead by his unkindness, sneaks home to a second marriage, is accused by a woman he has wronged, defends himself by falsehood, and is dismissed to happiness.
Strona 38 - They say, miracles are past; and we -have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar things, supernatural and causeless. Hence is it, that we make trifles of terrors; ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.