The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, with Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, Svazek 1 |
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Strana 145
But Tuesday night , Jast gone , in his garden - house , Du'e . ' Tis false . He knew
me as a wife : As this is true Escal . How ! know you where you are ? Let me in
safety raise me from my knoes ; Duke . Respect to your great place ! and let thé
Or ...
But Tuesday night , Jast gone , in his garden - house , Du'e . ' Tis false . He knew
me as a wife : As this is true Escal . How ! know you where you are ? Let me in
safety raise me from my knoes ; Duke . Respect to your great place ! and let thé
Or ...
Strana 188
Sweet moon , I thank thee for thy sunny “ Are gone , are gone : beams : “ Lovers ,
make moan ! “ I thank thee , moon , for shining now so bright . “ His eyes were
green as leeks . “ For , by thy gracious , golden , glittering , streams , “ O sisters ...
Sweet moon , I thank thee for thy sunny “ Are gone , are gone : beams : “ Lovers ,
make moan ! “ I thank thee , moon , for shining now so bright . “ His eyes were
green as leeks . “ For , by thy gracious , golden , glittering , streams , “ O sisters ...
Strana 263
Which men full true shall find ; SCENE III . Rousillon . A Room in the CounYour
marriage comes by destiny , less's Palace . Enter Countess , Steward , and Your
cuckoo sings by kind . " Clowa . " Count . Get you gone , sir ; I'll talk with you moro
...
Which men full true shall find ; SCENE III . Rousillon . A Room in the CounYour
marriage comes by destiny , less's Palace . Enter Countess , Steward , and Your
cuckoo sings by kind . " Clowa . " Count . Get you gone , sir ; I'll talk with you moro
...
Strana 272
Madam , my lord is gone , for ever gone . Count . Not so , but as we change our
courtesjes . ' 2 Gent . Do not say so . Will vou draw near ? Count . Think upon
patience .— ' Pray you , gentle[ Exeunt Countess and Gentlemen . men , - Hel .
Madam , my lord is gone , for ever gone . Count . Not so , but as we change our
courtesjes . ' 2 Gent . Do not say so . Will vou draw near ? Count . Think upon
patience .— ' Pray you , gentle[ Exeunt Countess and Gentlemen . men , - Hel .
Strana 388
The world , who of itself is peised well , Fellow , be gone ; I cannot brook thy sight
; Made to run even , upon even ground ; This news hath made thee a most ugly
man . Till this advantage , ihis vile drawing bias , Sal . What other harm have I ...
The world , who of itself is peised well , Fellow , be gone ; I cannot brook thy sight
; Made to run even , upon even ground ; This news hath made thee a most ugly
man . Till this advantage , ihis vile drawing bias , Sal . What other harm have I ...
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answer appears Attendants bear better Biron blood bring brother comes common copy Count daughter dear death desire doth Duke Enter Erit Exeunt eyes face fair faith father fear follow fool Ford fortune gentle give gone grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hold honour hope hour husband I'll John keep kind King lady leave Leon light live look lord madam marry master means mind mistress nature never night once passage play poor pray present prince reason SCENE seems sense Servant serve Shakspeare soul speak Speed spirit stand stay sure sweet tell thank thee thing thou thou art thought tongue true truth turn wife woman young
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Strana 354 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender...
Strana 362 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Strana 354 - Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since, And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Strana 52 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Strana 30 - 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. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
Strana 225 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Strana 10 - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Strana 52 - Some heavenly music (which even now I do), To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
Strana 256 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Strana 354 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Bibliografické údaje
| Titul | The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, with Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, Svazek 1 The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, with Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, Samuel Weller Singer |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Vydavatel | S. King, 1831 |
| Zdroj originálu: | Newyorská veřejná knihovna |
| Digitalizováno | 30. prosinec 2006 |
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