The Plays of William Shakespeare, Τόμος 1 |
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Σελίδα 68
When the mind's free , The body's delicate ; the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else , Save what beats there - filial ingratitude . Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand , For lifting food to't ?
When the mind's free , The body's delicate ; the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else , Save what beats there - filial ingratitude . Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand , For lifting food to't ?
Σελίδα 72
My son Came then into my mind ; and yet my mind Was then scarce friends with him : I have heard more since . As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods ; They kill us for their sport . Edg . -How should this be ?
My son Came then into my mind ; and yet my mind Was then scarce friends with him : I have heard more since . As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods ; They kill us for their sport . Edg . -How should this be ?
Σελίδα 120
My mind is troubled , like a fountain stirr'd , And I myself see not the bottom of it . [ Exeunt ACHILLES and PATROCLUS . Ther . ' Would the fountain of your mind were clear again , that I might water an ass at it !
My mind is troubled , like a fountain stirr'd , And I myself see not the bottom of it . [ Exeunt ACHILLES and PATROCLUS . Ther . ' Would the fountain of your mind were clear again , that I might water an ass at it !
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ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA | 23 |
KING LEAR | 53 |
TROILUS AND CRESSIDA | 103 |
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Achilles Ajax answer Antony arms Attendants bear better blood bring brother Brutus Cæsar Cleo comes Cres dead dear death dost doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair fall father fear fight follow Fool fortunes friends give gods gone hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Hector hold honour I'll Italy keep Kent King lady Lear leave live look lord Lucius Macb madam Marcius master mean meet mind mother nature never night noble peace poor pray present Queen Roman Rome SCENE Senators Serv Servant shew soldier speak stand stay sweet sword tears tell thank thee There's thine thing thou thou art thought tongue Troilus true Ulyss What's worthy