The Plays of Shakspeare, Svazek 1 |
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Strana 86
Mistress Mary , if you prized my lady's [ They sing a catch . favour at any thing
more than contempt , you would not give ... my lady have not called up her
steward , Mal Sir And . ' Twere as good a deed as to drink volio , and bid him turn
you out ...
Mistress Mary , if you prized my lady's [ They sing a catch . favour at any thing
more than contempt , you would not give ... my lady have not called up her
steward , Mal Sir And . ' Twere as good a deed as to drink volio , and bid him turn
you out ...
Strana 388
I have no spur Enter Lady MACBETH . To prick the sides of my intent , but only
Dun . See , see ! our honour'd hostess ! Vaulting ambition , which o'erleaps itself ,
The love , that follows us , sometime is our trouble , And falls on the other .
I have no spur Enter Lady MACBETH . To prick the sides of my intent , but only
Dun . See , see ! our honour'd hostess ! Vaulting ambition , which o'erleaps itself ,
The love , that follows us , sometime is our trouble , And falls on the other .
Strana 390
Enter Lady Macbeth . Macbeth does murder sleep , the innocent sleep ; Lady M.
That , which hath made them drunk , Sleep , that knits up the ravelld sleave of
care , hath made me bold : The death of each day's life , sore labour's bath , What
...
Enter Lady Macbeth . Macbeth does murder sleep , the innocent sleep ; Lady M.
That , which hath made them drunk , Sleep , that knits up the ravelld sleave of
care , hath made me bold : The death of each day's life , sore labour's bath , What
...
Strana 476
I could brain him with his lady's fan . Is there Hot . That roan shall be my throne .
not my father , my uncle , and myself ? lord Ed- Well , I will back him straight : 0
esperance ! - mund Mortimer , my lord of York , and Owen Bid Butler lead him
forth ...
I could brain him with his lady's fan . Is there Hot . That roan shall be my throne .
not my father , my uncle , and myself ? lord Ed- Well , I will back him straight : 0
esperance ! - mund Mortimer , my lord of York , and Owen Bid Butler lead him
forth ...
Strana 484
Come , Kate , thou art perfect in lying Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage ,
down : Come , quick , quick ; that I may lay my Defect of manners , want of
government , head in thy lap . Pride , haughtiness , opinion , and disdain : Lady P
. Go ...
Come , Kate , thou art perfect in lying Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage ,
down : Come , quick , quick ; that I may lay my Defect of manners , want of
government , head in thy lap . Pride , haughtiness , opinion , and disdain : Lady P
. Go ...
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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...
Bibliografické údaje
| Titul | The Plays of Shakspeare, Svazek 1 The Plays of Shakspeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Vydavatel | Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
| Zdroj originálu: | Newyorská veřejná knihovna |
| Digitalizováno | 30. prosinec 2006 |
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