The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes. Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected: with Notes, Explanatory and Critical:H. Lintott, C. Hitch, J. and R. Tonson, C. Corbet, R. and B. Wellington, J. Brindley, and E. New., 1740 |
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He set up his bills here in Meffina , and challeng'd Cupid at the flight ; and my Uncle's fool , read . ing the challenge , subscrib'd for Cupid , and challengd him at the bird - bolt . I pray you , how many hath he kill'd and eaten in ...
He set up his bills here in Meffina , and challeng'd Cupid at the flight ; and my Uncle's fool , read . ing the challenge , subscrib'd for Cupid , and challengd him at the bird - bolt . I pray you , how many hath he kill'd and eaten in ...
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Will it serve for any model to build mischief on ? what is he for a fool , that betroths himself to unquietness ? Bora . Marry , it is your brother's right hand . John . Who , the most exquisite Claudio ? Bora . Even he . John .
Will it serve for any model to build mischief on ? what is he for a fool , that betroths himself to unquietness ? Bora . Marry , it is your brother's right hand . John . Who , the most exquisite Claudio ? Bora . Even he . John .
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Why , he is the Prince's jester ; a very dull fool , only his gift is in devising impossible flanders : none but libertines delight in him , and the commendation is not in his wit , but in his vitlany ' ; for he both pleaseth men and ...
Why , he is the Prince's jester ; a very dull fool , only his gift is in devising impossible flanders : none but libertines delight in him , and the commendation is not in his wit , but in his vitlany ' ; for he both pleaseth men and ...
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Do , do , he'll but break a comparison or two on me ; which , peradventure , not mark'd , or not laugh'd at , strikes him into melancholy , and then there's a partridge wing fav'd , for the fool will eat no fupper that night .
Do , do , he'll but break a comparison or two on me ; which , peradventure , not mark'd , or not laugh'd at , strikes him into melancholy , and then there's a partridge wing fav'd , for the fool will eat no fupper that night .
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... the Prince's fool ! ha ? it may be , I go under that Title , because I am merry ; yea , but so I am apt to do my self wrong : I am not so reputed . It is the base ( tho ' bitter ) difpofition of Beatrice , that puts the World into ...
... the Prince's fool ! ha ? it may be , I go under that Title , because I am merry ; yea , but so I am apt to do my self wrong : I am not so reputed . It is the base ( tho ' bitter ) difpofition of Beatrice , that puts the World into ...
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Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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?
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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...