The Plays of Shakspeare, Svazek 1Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
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... villain , sir , I do not love to look on . Pro . But , as ' tis , We cannot miss him : he does make our fire , Fetch in our wood , and serves in offices That profit us . What ho ! slave ! Caliban ! Thou earth , thou ! speak . Cal ...
... villain , sir , I do not love to look on . Pro . But , as ' tis , We cannot miss him : he does make our fire , Fetch in our wood , and serves in offices That profit us . What ho ! slave ! Caliban ! Thou earth , thou ! speak . Cal ...
Strana 38
... Villain , forbear . Val . I pray thee , Launce , an if thou seest my boy , Laun . Nothing . Laun . Why , sir , I'll strike nothing : I pray you , - Pro . Sirrah , I say , forbear : -Friend Valentine , a word . Val . My ears are stopp'd ...
... Villain , forbear . Val . I pray thee , Launce , an if thou seest my boy , Laun . Nothing . Laun . Why , sir , I'll strike nothing : I pray you , - Pro . Sirrah , I say , forbear : -Friend Valentine , a word . Val . My ears are stopp'd ...
Strana 39
... villain , that set this down among her vices ! To be slow in words , is a woman's only virtue : I pray thee , out with't ; and place it for her chief virtue . Speed . For me ? Laun . For thee ? ay ; who art thou ? he hath staid for a ...
... villain , that set this down among her vices ! To be slow in words , is a woman's only virtue : I pray thee , out with't ; and place it for her chief virtue . Speed . For me ? Laun . For thee ? ay ; who art thou ? he hath staid for a ...
Strana 40
... villains That all the travellers do fear so much . Val . My friends , - 1 Out That's not so , sir ; we are your enemies . 2 Out . Peace ; we'll hear him . 3 Out . Ay , by my beard , will we ; For he's a proper man . Val . Then know ...
... villains That all the travellers do fear so much . Val . My friends , - 1 Out That's not so , sir ; we are your enemies . 2 Out . Peace ; we'll hear him . 3 Out . Ay , by my beard , will we ; For he's a proper man . Val . Then know ...
Strana 41
... villain ! window , take to ? Val . Nothing , but my fortune . Enter THURIO , and Musicians . 3 Out . Know then , that some of us are gen- tlemen , Thu. How now , sir Proteus ? are you crept before us ? Such as the fury of ungovern'd ...
... villain ! window , take to ? Val . Nothing , but my fortune . Enter THURIO , and Musicians . 3 Out . Know then , that some of us are gen- tlemen , Thu. How now , sir Proteus ? are you crept before us ? Such as the fury of ungovern'd ...
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The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George ... William Shakespeare,Samuel Johnson,George Steevens Náhled není k dispozici. - 2016 |
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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...
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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...