Merchant of VeniceGinn brothers, 1872 - Počet stran: 172 |
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Strana 86
... Wives of Windsor , Much Ado about Nothing , As You Like It , Twelfth Night , All's Well that Ends Well , Measure for Measure , The Tempest , The Winter's Tale , King John , King Richard the Second , King Henry the Fourth , King Henry ...
... Wives of Windsor , Much Ado about Nothing , As You Like It , Twelfth Night , All's Well that Ends Well , Measure for Measure , The Tempest , The Winter's Tale , King John , King Richard the Second , King Henry the Fourth , King Henry ...
Strana 92
... wife and daughters did earnestly desire to be laid in the same grave with him ; " and accordingly two of them at least , the wife and the eldest daughter , were in due time gathered to his side . Shakespeare was by no means so little ...
... wife and daughters did earnestly desire to be laid in the same grave with him ; " and accordingly two of them at least , the wife and the eldest daughter , were in due time gathered to his side . Shakespeare was by no means so little ...
Strana 93
... Wives of Wind- sor , the quartos present but wretched abortions of the genuine plays ; the text being so mutilated and incomplete as to force the inference that the copy must have been taken at the theatre by ignorant or in- competent ...
... Wives of Wind- sor , the quartos present but wretched abortions of the genuine plays ; the text being so mutilated and incomplete as to force the inference that the copy must have been taken at the theatre by ignorant or in- competent ...
Strana 114
... wife who wins me by that means I told you , Yourself , renowned Prince , then stood as fair As any comer I have look'd on yet For my affection . Mor . 4 Even for that I thank you : Therefore , I pray you , lead me to the caskets , To ...
... wife who wins me by that means I told you , Yourself , renowned Prince , then stood as fair As any comer I have look'd on yet For my affection . Mor . 4 Even for that I thank you : Therefore , I pray you , lead me to the caskets , To ...
Strana 117
... wife is my mother . Gob . Her name is Margery indeed : I'll be sworn , if thou be Launcelot , thou art mine own flesh and blood . [ Taking hold of his back hair . ] Lord worshipp'd might He be ! what a beard hast thon got ! thou hast ...
... wife is my mother . Gob . Her name is Margery indeed : I'll be sworn , if thou be Launcelot , thou art mine own flesh and blood . [ Taking hold of his back hair . ] Lord worshipp'd might He be ! what a beard hast thon got ! thou hast ...
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Bass Bellario Belmont Ben Jonson better bond casket Chiromancy choose chooseth Christian daughter Devil dost doth Duke Exeunt Exit eyes fair fair lady father fear flesh folio fool forfeit fortune Francis Meres gentle give gold grace Gratiano hath hear heart Heaven honour husband Jess Jessica Jew's judge judgment Julius Cæsar justice King Lear lady Laun look Lord Bassanio Lorenzo Madam married means Merchant of Venice mercy merry mind MUSIC READER Nerissa never night oath old copies peize play Poet Poet's Portia PORTIA'S House pray thee Prince printed quarto Rialto Richard Burbage Richard III ring Room in PORTIA'S SALARINO scene sense Servant Shakespeare shalt Shylock sola Solanio soul speak Stratford swear sweet tell thing three thousand ducats Tubal Twelfth Night unto wife Winter's Tale word
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Strana 99 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me. That I have much ado to know myself.
Strana 90 - I am as sorry as if the original fault had been my fault, because myself have seen his demeanour no less civil than he excellent in the quality he professes: besides, divers of worship have reported his uprightness of dealing which argues his honesty, and his facetious grace in writing, that approves his art.
Strana 109 - I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
Strana 96 - Triumph, my Britain! Thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time...
Strana 112 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Strana 103 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Strana 141 - You see me, Lord Bassanio, where I stand, Such as I am: though for myself alone I would not be ambitious in my wish To wish myself much better, yet for you I would be trebled twenty times myself, A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times More rich; That only to stand high in your account, I might in virtues, beauties, livings, friends, Exceed account.
Strana 157 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right, do a little wrong ; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Strana 156 - When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much To mitigate the justice of thy plea; Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there. SHY. My deeds upon my head! I crave the law, The penalty and forfeit of my bond.
Strana 95 - To draw no envy (Shakespeare) on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book, and fame ; While I confess thy writings to be such, As neither man, nor muse, can praise too much...