Shakespere's Works, Svazek 2D. Appleton, 1897 |
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Strana 19
... blood is mingled with the crime of lust : For if we two be one and thou play false , I do digest the poison of thy flesh , Being strumpeted by thy contagion . Keep then fair league and truce with thy true bed ; I live distain'd , thou ...
... blood is mingled with the crime of lust : For if we two be one and thou play false , I do digest the poison of thy flesh , Being strumpeted by thy contagion . Keep then fair league and truce with thy true bed ; I live distain'd , thou ...
Strana 41
... blood , a pin , A nut , a cherry - stone ; But she , more covetous , would have a chain . Master , be wise : an if you give it her , The devil will shake her chain and fright us with it . Cour . I pray you , sir , my ring , or else the ...
... blood , a pin , A nut , a cherry - stone ; But she , more covetous , would have a chain . Master , be wise : an if you give it her , The devil will shake her chain and fright us with it . Cour . I pray you , sir , my ring , or else the ...
Strana 54
... blood That then I lost for thee , now grant me justice . Æge . Unless the fear of death doth make me dote , I see my son Antipholus and Dromio . Ant . E. Justice , sweet prince , against that woman there ! She whom thou gav'st to me to ...
... blood That then I lost for thee , now grant me justice . Æge . Unless the fear of death doth make me dote , I see my son Antipholus and Dromio . Ant . E. Justice , sweet prince , against that woman there ! She whom thou gav'st to me to ...
Strana 57
... winter's drizzled snow , And all the conduits of my blood froze up , Yet hath my night of life some memory , My wasting lamps some fading glimmer left , My dull deaf ears a little use to hear : SCENE I 57 THE COMEDY OF ERRORS.
... winter's drizzled snow , And all the conduits of my blood froze up , Yet hath my night of life some memory , My wasting lamps some fading glimmer left , My dull deaf ears a little use to hear : SCENE I 57 THE COMEDY OF ERRORS.
Strana 69
... blood , I am of your humour for that I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me . Bene . God keep your ladyship still in that mind ; so some gentleman or other shall ' scape a predestinate scratched face . Beat ...
... blood , I am of your humour for that I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me . Bene . God keep your ladyship still in that mind ; so some gentleman or other shall ' scape a predestinate scratched face . Beat ...
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ANTIPHOLUS ARMADO Athens Beat Beatrice Berowne Bora BORACHIO Boyet brother chain Claud Claudio Cost COSTARD cousin dear Demetrius Dogb Don JOHN Don PEDRO dost thou doth Dromio Duke Dull Dumaine Egeus Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy faith fool forsworn gentle give grace hand hath hear heart Helena Hermia Hero Hippolyta hither husband Kath King lady Leon Leonato lion Longaville look lord lovers Lysander madam Marg Marry master Master constable merry mistress moon Moth Navarre never night oath Oberon Peter Quince PHILOSTRATE Pompey praise pray prince Puck Pyramus Quin Re-enter Rosaline SCENE Signior Benedick sing sleep soul speak stay swear sweet Syracuse tell thee there's Theseus thine thing Thisby thou art thou hast Tita Titania tongue troth true unto villain wench wife word
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Strana 297 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Strana 258 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Strana 92 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever; One foot in sea, and one on shore, To one thing constant never. Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Strana 254 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moone's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green : The cowslips tall her pensioners be ; In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours : I must go seek some dew-drops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Strana 238 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo, — O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear ! III.
Strana 168 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Strana 295 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Strana 309 - Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide...