The Plays of Shakspeare, Svazek 1Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
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Strana 31
... Laun . Nay , ' twill be this hour ere I have done weeping ; all the kind of the Launces have this very fault : I have received my proportion , like the prodigious son , and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court . I think ...
... Laun . Nay , ' twill be this hour ere I have done weeping ; all the kind of the Launces have this very fault : I have received my proportion , like the prodigious son , and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court . I think ...
Strana 32
... Laun . For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue . Pant . Where should I lose my tongue ? Laun . In thy tale . Pant . In thy tail ? Laun . Lose the tide , and the voyage , and the master , and the service ? The tide ! -Why , man , if the ...
... Laun . For fear thou should'st lose thy tongue . Pant . Where should I lose my tongue ? Laun . In thy tale . Pant . In thy tail ? Laun . Lose the tide , and the voyage , and the master , and the service ? The tide ! -Why , man , if the ...
Strana 34
... Laun . No , they are both as whole as a fish . Speed . Why then , how stands the matter with them ? Laun . Marry , thus ; when it stands well with him , it stands well with her . Speed . What an ass art thou ? I understand thee not . Laun ...
... Laun . No , they are both as whole as a fish . Speed . Why then , how stands the matter with them ? Laun . Marry , thus ; when it stands well with him , it stands well with her . Speed . What an ass art thou ? I understand thee not . Laun ...
Strana 38
... Laun . Him we go to find : there's not a hair And manage it against despairing thoughts . Thy letters may be here , though thou art hence ; Which , being writ to me , shall be deliver❜d Even in the milk - white bosom of thy love . The ...
... Laun . Him we go to find : there's not a hair And manage it against despairing thoughts . Thy letters may be here , though thou art hence ; Which , being writ to me , shall be deliver❜d Even in the milk - white bosom of thy love . The ...
Strana 39
... Laun . Out with that too ; it was Eve's lega- Dissolves to water , and doth lose his form . Laun . I care not for that neither , because I How now , sir Proteus ? Is your countryman , love crusts . With falsehood , cowardice , and poor ...
... Laun . Out with that too ; it was Eve's lega- Dissolves to water , and doth lose his form . Laun . I care not for that neither , because I How now , sir Proteus ? Is your countryman , love crusts . With falsehood , cowardice , and poor ...
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Strana 255 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose well...
Strana 12 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Strana 168 - Swifter than the moon'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 dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Strana 88 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Strana 462 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced 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...