Shakespere's Works, Svazek 2D. Appleton, 1897 |
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Strana 11
... Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock . Luc . Perhaps some merchant hath invited him , And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner . Good sister , let us dine and never fret : A man is master of his liberty : Time is their master , and ...
... Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock . Luc . Perhaps some merchant hath invited him , And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner . Good sister , let us dine and never fret : A man is master of his liberty : Time is their master , and ...
Strana 13
... sure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ! Dro . E. I mean not cuckold - mad ; but , sure , he is stark mad . When I desir'd him to come home to dinner , He ask'd me for a thousand marks in gold : ' ' Tis dinner ...
... sure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ! Dro . E. I mean not cuckold - mad ; but , sure , he is stark mad . When I desir'd him to come home to dinner , He ask'd me for a thousand marks in gold : ' ' Tis dinner ...
Strana 17
... Sure ones then . Ant . S. Nay , not sure , in a thing falsing . Dro . S. Certain ones then . Ant . S. SCENE II 17 THE COMEDY OF ERRORS.
... Sure ones then . Ant . S. Nay , not sure , in a thing falsing . Dro . S. Certain ones then . Ant . S. SCENE II 17 THE COMEDY OF ERRORS.
Strana 20
... sure uncertainty , I'll entertain the offer'd fallacy . Luc . Dromio , go bid the servants spread for dinner . Dro . S. O , for my beads ! I cross me for a sinner . This is the fairy land : O , spite of spites ! We talk with goblins ...
... sure uncertainty , I'll entertain the offer'd fallacy . Luc . Dromio , go bid the servants spread for dinner . Dro . S. O , for my beads ! I cross me for a sinner . This is the fairy land : O , spite of spites ! We talk with goblins ...
Strana 39
... Sure these are but imaginary wiles , And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here . Enter DROMIO of Syracuse . Dro . S. Master , here's the gold you sent me for . What ! have you got the picture of old Adam new- apparelled ? Ant . S. What gold is ...
... Sure these are but imaginary wiles , And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here . Enter DROMIO of Syracuse . Dro . S. Master , here's the gold you sent me for . What ! have you got the picture of old Adam new- apparelled ? Ant . S. What gold is ...
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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...