The Plays of William ShakespeareT. Tegg, 1827 - 791 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 7
... thou didst say ? This is a strange repose , to be asleep With eyes wide open ; standing , speaking , moving , And yet so fast asleep . Ant . Noble Sebastian , Thou let'st thy fortune sleep - die rather ; wink'st Whiles thou art waking . Seb ...
... thou didst say ? This is a strange repose , to be asleep With eyes wide open ; standing , speaking , moving , And yet so fast asleep . Ant . Noble Sebastian , Thou let'st thy fortune sleep - die rather ; wink'st Whiles thou art waking . Seb ...
Σελίδα 9
William Shakespeare. stroke - But art thou not drowned , Stephano ? I hope now , thou art not drowned . Is the storm overblown ? I hid me under the dead moon - calf's gaberdine , for fear of the storm : And art thou liv- ing , Stephano ...
William Shakespeare. stroke - But art thou not drowned , Stephano ? I hope now , thou art not drowned . Is the storm overblown ? I hid me under the dead moon - calf's gaberdine , for fear of the storm : And art thou liv- ing , Stephano ...
Σελίδα 23
... thou go ? Speed . At thy service . SCENE VI . The same . An Apartment in the ... thou hast sinn'd , Teach me , thy tempted subject , to excuse it . At ... thou art an Hebrew , a Jew , and not worth the name of a Christian . Speed ...
... thou go ? Speed . At thy service . SCENE VI . The same . An Apartment in the ... thou hast sinn'd , Teach me , thy tempted subject , to excuse it . At ... thou art an Hebrew , a Jew , and not worth the name of a Christian . Speed ...
Σελίδα 26
... thou stay , thou canst not see thy love ; Besides , thy staying will abridge thy life . Hope is a lover's staff ; walk hence with that , And manage it against despairing thoughts . Thy letters may be here , though thou art hence : Which ...
... thou stay , thou canst not see thy love ; Besides , thy staying will abridge thy life . Hope is a lover's staff ; walk hence with that , And manage it against despairing thoughts . Thy letters may be here , though thou art hence : Which ...
Σελίδα 28
... thy friend , Survives ; to whom , thyself art witness , I am betroth'd : And art thou not asham'd To wrong him with thy importunacy ? Pro . I likewise hear , that Valentine is dead . Sil . And so , suppose , am I ; for in his grave ...
... thy friend , Survives ; to whom , thyself art witness , I am betroth'd : And art thou not asham'd To wrong him with thy importunacy ? Pro . I likewise hear , that Valentine is dead . Sil . And so , suppose , am I ; for in his grave ...
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arms art thou Banquo Bardolph better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin daughter death doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Gloster grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Macbeth Macd Mach madam majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress musick never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Poins Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier SCENE Shal shame signior Sir Andrew Ague-cheek sir John Sir John Falstaff sirrah soul speak Suffolk swear sweet tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto What's wife wilt word
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Σελίδα 76 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Σελίδα 379 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
Σελίδα 268 - 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 313 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. DUCH. Alas, poor Richard! where rides he the whilst? YORK. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Σελίδα 122 - The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.
Σελίδα 14 - By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites; and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...
Σελίδα 14 - gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.
Σελίδα 104 - Of every hearer ; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value ; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, *a Whiles it was ours.
Σελίδα 168 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and...
Σελίδα 295 - 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.