The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. Winter's tale. MacbethCollins & Hannay, 1823 |
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Σελίδα 15
... sense ; and do suppose , What hath been cannot be : Who ever strove To show her merit , that did miss her love ? The king's disease - my project may deceive me , But my intents are fix'd , and will not leave me . SCENE II . [ Exit ...
... sense ; and do suppose , What hath been cannot be : Who ever strove To show her merit , that did miss her love ? The king's disease - my project may deceive me , But my intents are fix'd , and will not leave me . SCENE II . [ Exit ...
Σελίδα 17
... senses All but new things disdain ; whose judgments are Mere fathers of their garments ; whose constancies Expire before their fashions : -This he wish'd : I , after him , do after him wish too , Since I nor wax , nor honey , can bring ...
... senses All but new things disdain ; whose judgments are Mere fathers of their garments ; whose constancies Expire before their fashions : -This he wish'd : I , after him , do after him wish too , Since I nor wax , nor honey , can bring ...
Σελίδα 18
... sense of the passage seems to be this : " You have folly enough to desire to commit these knaveries , and ability enough to accomplish them . " M. MASON . [ 1 ] See St. Mark , x . 25 ; St. Luke , xviii , 25. GREY . [ 2 ] This is a ...
... sense of the passage seems to be this : " You have folly enough to desire to commit these knaveries , and ability enough to accomplish them . " M. MASON . [ 1 ] See St. Mark , x . 25 ; St. Luke , xviii , 25. GREY . [ 2 ] This is a ...
Σελίδα 20
... sense . Her matter was , she loved your son : Fortune , she said , was no goddess , that had put such difference betwixt their two estates ; Love , no god , that would not extend his might , only where qualities were level ; [ 5 ] This ...
... sense . Her matter was , she loved your son : Fortune , she said , was no goddess , that had put such difference betwixt their two estates ; Love , no god , that would not extend his might , only where qualities were level ; [ 5 ] This ...
Σελίδα 21
... sense . STEEVENS . [ 8 ] There is something exquisitely beautiful in this representation of that suffu- sion of colours which glimmers around the sight when the eye - lashes are wet with tears . The poet has described the same ...
... sense . STEEVENS . [ 8 ] There is something exquisitely beautiful in this representation of that suffu- sion of colours which glimmers around the sight when the eye - lashes are wet with tears . The poet has described the same ...
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
Antigonus Autolycus Banquo bear-baiting BERTRAM better blood Bohemia Camillo CLEOMENES Clown Count daughter death dost Duke Dunsinane Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fleance fool friends Gent gentleman give hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king knave lady Lady MACBETH LAFEU Leontes look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff madam Malcolm MALONE Malvolio marry means mistress never night noble Olivia Parolles Paul Paulina play Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Rosse Rousillon SCENE Shakespeare Shep signifies Sir ANDREW Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH SIWARD soldier speak STEEVENS swear sweet sword tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought WARBURTON weird sisters wife Winter's Tale Witch woman word
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Σελίδα 285 - To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan 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...
Σελίδα 305 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Σελίδα 286 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man.
Σελίδα 280 - Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone." Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Σελίδα 290 - Now o'er the one half world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace. With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Σελίδα 113 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low. Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Σελίδα 223 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Σελίδα 293 - Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers : the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal ; For it must seem their guilt.
Σελίδα 285 - Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success : that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Σελίδα 336 - 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.