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... Bion . I , sir ? ne'er a whit . Luc . And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth ; Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio . Bion . The better for him . ' Would I were so too ! Tra . So would I , faith , boy , to have the next wish after , - That ...
... Bion . I , sir ? ne'er a whit . Luc . And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth ; Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio . Bion . The better for him . ' Would I were so too ! Tra . So would I , faith , boy , to have the next wish after , - That ...
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... Bion . He that has the two fair daughters : -is ' t he you mean ? Tra . Even he , Biondello . Gre . Hark you , sir ; You mean not her to- Tra . Perhaps , him and her , sir . What have you to do ? a Fear boys with bugs - frighten boys ...
... Bion . He that has the two fair daughters : -is ' t he you mean ? Tra . Even he , Biondello . Gre . Hark you , sir ; You mean not her to- Tra . Perhaps , him and her , sir . What have you to do ? a Fear boys with bugs - frighten boys ...
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... Bion . O excellent motion ! Fellows , let's be- gone . Hor . The motion ' s good indeed , and be it so ; - Petrucio , I shall be your ben venuto . [ Exeunt . a Contrive this afternoon - wear away the afternoon . ACT II . SCENE I. - The ...
... Bion . O excellent motion ! Fellows , let's be- gone . Hor . The motion ' s good indeed , and be it so ; - Petrucio , I shall be your ben venuto . [ Exeunt . a Contrive this afternoon - wear away the afternoon . ACT II . SCENE I. - The ...
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... BION . We will go walk a little in the orchard , And then to dinner : You are passing welcome , pray you all to think yourselves . And so Pet . Signior Baptista , my business asketh haste , And every day I cannot come to woo.a a a The ...
... BION . We will go walk a little in the orchard , And then to dinner : You are passing welcome , pray you all to think yourselves . And so Pet . Signior Baptista , my business asketh haste , And every day I cannot come to woo.a a a The ...
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... , and others . Bap . Go , girl ; I cannot blame thee now to weep ; For such an injury would vex a saint , Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour . Enter BIONDello . Bion . Master , master ! news 134 [ ACT III . TAMING OF THE SHREW .
... , and others . Bap . Go , girl ; I cannot blame thee now to weep ; For such an injury would vex a saint , Much more a shrew of thy impatient humour . Enter BIONDello . Bion . Master , master ! news 134 [ ACT III . TAMING OF THE SHREW .
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Сторінка 198 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' 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...
Сторінка 195 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! 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.
Сторінка 230 - Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all, is, that her gentle spirit VOL. II. U Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king.
Сторінка 174 - s froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am asham'd, that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
Сторінка 77 - Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud.
Сторінка 261 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Сторінка 26 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Сторінка 254 - Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that: You take my house when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house; you take my life When you do take the means whereby I live.
Сторінка 186 - Andrew dock'd in sand Vailing her high-top lower than her ribs To kiss her burial. Should I go to church And see the holy edifice of stone, And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks, Which touching but my gentle vessel's side Would scatter all her spices on the stream, Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks; And, in a word, but even now worth this, And now worth nothing?
Сторінка 191 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than to be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.