The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, 3 tomas |
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So will I , Signior Gremio ; but a word , I pray ; tho ' the nature of our quarrel never yet brook'd Parle , know now , upon advice , it toucheth us both , that we may yet again have access to our fair Mistress , and be happy rivals in ...
So will I , Signior Gremio ; but a word , I pray ; tho ' the nature of our quarrel never yet brook'd Parle , know now , upon advice , it toucheth us both , that we may yet again have access to our fair Mistress , and be happy rivals in ...
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Shake- fear has here copied nature with great fkill . Petruchio , by fright- ening , itarving and overwatch- ing his wife , had tamed her in to gentleness and fubmiffion , And the audience expects to hear no more of the Shrew : When on ...
Shake- fear has here copied nature with great fkill . Petruchio , by fright- ening , itarving and overwatch- ing his wife , had tamed her in to gentleness and fubmiffion , And the audience expects to hear no more of the Shrew : When on ...
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He received her in his Arms , and after repeated Caref fes tells her the Experiment , con- feffes his Good Nature , and af- fures her , that fince the could now command her Temper , he would no longer disguise his own .
He received her in his Arms , and after repeated Caref fes tells her the Experiment , con- feffes his Good Nature , and af- fures her , that fince the could now command her Temper , he would no longer disguise his own .
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A heavier tafk could not have been impos'd , Than I to fpeak my grief unspeakable : I Yet that the world may witnefs , that my end Was wrought by nature , not by vile offence , I'll utter what my forrow gives me leave .
A heavier tafk could not have been impos'd , Than I to fpeak my grief unspeakable : I Yet that the world may witnefs , that my end Was wrought by nature , not by vile offence , I'll utter what my forrow gives me leave .
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There's no time for a man to recover his hair , that grows bald by nature . Ant . May he not do it by fine and recovery ? S. Dro . Yes , to pay a fine for a peruke , and recover the loft hair of another man .
There's no time for a man to recover his hair , that grows bald by nature . Ant . May he not do it by fine and recovery ? S. Dro . Yes , to pay a fine for a peruke , and recover the loft hair of another man .
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| Pavadinimas | The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, 3 tomas The Plays of William Shakespeare in Eight Volumes: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators; to which are Added Notes by Sam Johnson, William Shakespeare |
| Autorius | William Shakespeare |
| Leidėjas | J. and R. Tonson, 1765 |
| Originalas iš | Niujorko viešoji biblioteka |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 28 gruodžio 2006 |
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