The Plays, Τόμος 4Otridge & Rackham, 1824 |
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Σελίδα 2
... Camillo , Antigonus , Cleomenes , Dion , Sicilian lords . Another Sicilian lord . Rogero , a Sicilian gentleman . An attendant on the young prince Mamillius . Officers of a court of judicature . Polixenes , king of Bohemia . Florizel ...
... Camillo , Antigonus , Cleomenes , Dion , Sicilian lords . Another Sicilian lord . Rogero , a Sicilian gentleman . An attendant on the young prince Mamillius . Officers of a court of judicature . Polixenes , king of Bohemia . Florizel ...
Σελίδα 3
... Camillo and Archidamus . Arch . If you shall chance , Camillo , to visit Bo- hemia , on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot , you shall see , as I have said , great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia . Cam ...
... Camillo and Archidamus . Arch . If you shall chance , Camillo , to visit Bo- hemia , on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot , you shall see , as I have said , great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia . Cam ...
Σελίδα 4
... Camillo , and attendants . Pol . Nine changes of the wat❜ry star have been The shepherd's note , since we have left our throne Without a burden : time as long again Would be fill'd up , my brother , with our thanks ; And yet we should ...
... Camillo , and attendants . Pol . Nine changes of the wat❜ry star have been The shepherd's note , since we have left our throne Without a burden : time as long again Would be fill'd up , my brother , with our thanks ; And yet we should ...
Σελίδα 11
... a thousand of us Have the disease , and feel't not . - How now , boy ? Mam . I am like you , they say . * Mouth . + Approving . A horned one , a cuckold . Leon . Why , that's some comfort.- What ! Camillo SCENE II . ] 11 WINTER'S TALE .
... a thousand of us Have the disease , and feel't not . - How now , boy ? Mam . I am like you , they say . * Mouth . + Approving . A horned one , a cuckold . Leon . Why , that's some comfort.- What ! Camillo SCENE II . ] 11 WINTER'S TALE .
Σελίδα 12
William Shakespeare. Leon . Why , that's some comfort.- What ! Camillo there ? Cam . Ay , my good lord . Leon . Go play , Mamillius ; thou'rt an honest [ Exit Mamillius . Camillo , this great sir will yet stay longer . man . Cam . You ...
William Shakespeare. Leon . Why , that's some comfort.- What ! Camillo there ? Cam . Ay , my good lord . Leon . Go play , Mamillius ; thou'rt an honest [ Exit Mamillius . Camillo , this great sir will yet stay longer . man . Cam . You ...
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Antigonus Antipholus Arth Arthur attendants Autolycus Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia breath brother Camillo Cawdor chain Cleomenes Const dead death deed didst Doct doth Dromio Duke England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear Fleance France gentle give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Hubert husband i'the James Gurney King John Lady Lady Macbeth Leon Leontes liege look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty master Melun mistress never noble o'er o'the Pand Pandulph Paul Paulina peace poison'd Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray prince queen Rosse SCENE shame Shep Sicilia Siward sleep soul speak swear sweet Syracusan Syracuse tell thane thee There's thine things thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue villain wife Witch
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Σελίδα 59 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, — a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips, and The crown-imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one!
Σελίδα 231 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Σελίδα 181 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? Or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going, And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth...
Σελίδα 209 - Witch. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble ; Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Σελίδα 323 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Σελίδα 199 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day ; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale ! — Light thickens ; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood : Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their prey do rouse.
Σελίδα 170 - Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not.
Σελίδα 286 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form: Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Σελίδα 178 - Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off: And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast...
Σελίδα 223 - Himself best knows : but strangely-visited people All swoln and ulcerous, pitiful to the eye, The mere despair of surgery, he cures; Hanging a golden stamp about their necks, Put on with holy prayers ; and 'tis spoken, To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction.