The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare,: According to the Improved Text of Edmund Malone, Including the Latest Revisions, : with a Life, Glossarial Notes, an Index, and One Hundred and Seventy Illustrations, from Designs by English Artists, Svazek 11Henry G. Bohn, 1844 |
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Strana 28
... better prince , and benign lord , That will prove awful both in deed and word . Be quiet then , as men should be , Till he hath pass'd necessity . I'll show you those in troubles reign , Losing a mite , a mountain gain . The good in ...
... better prince , and benign lord , That will prove awful both in deed and word . Be quiet then , as men should be , Till he hath pass'd necessity . I'll show you those in troubles reign , Losing a mite , a mountain gain . The good in ...
Strana 33
... better office than to be beadle . But , master , I'll go draw up the net . [ Exeunt two of the Fishermen . Per . How well this honest mirth becomes their labor ! 1 Fish . Hark you , sir ! do you know where you are ? Per . Not well . 1 ...
... better office than to be beadle . But , master , I'll go draw up the net . [ Exeunt two of the Fishermen . Per . How well this honest mirth becomes their labor ! 1 Fish . Hark you , sir ! do you know where you are ? Per . Not well . 1 ...
Strana 35
... better , I'll pay your bounties ; till then , rest your debtor . 1 Fish . Why , wilt thou tourney for the lady ? Per . I'll show the virtue I have borne in arms . 1 Fish . Why , do ye take it , and the gods give thee good on ' t ! 2 ...
... better , I'll pay your bounties ; till then , rest your debtor . 1 Fish . Why , wilt thou tourney for the lady ? Per . I'll show the virtue I have borne in arms . 1 Fish . Why , do ye take it , and the gods give thee good on ' t ! 2 ...
Strana 38
... In hac spe vivo . Sim . A pretty moral : From the dejected state wherein he is , He hopes by you his fortunes yet may florish . 1 More by sweetness than by force . 1 Lord . He had need mean better than his 38 ACT II . PERICLES ,
... In hac spe vivo . Sim . A pretty moral : From the dejected state wherein he is , He hopes by you his fortunes yet may florish . 1 More by sweetness than by force . 1 Lord . He had need mean better than his 38 ACT II . PERICLES ,
Strana 39
... better than his out- ward show Can any way speak in his just commend : For , by his rusty outside , he appears To have practised more the whipstock1 than the lance . 2 Lord . He well may be a stranger , for he comes To an honor'd ...
... better than his out- ward show Can any way speak in his just commend : For , by his rusty outside , he appears To have practised more the whipstock1 than the lance . 2 Lord . He well may be a stranger , for he comes To an honor'd ...
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Strana 348 - Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. 0 masters ! if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, 1 should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honorable men : I will not do them wrong ; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself, and you, Than I will wrong such honorable men.
Strana 370 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Strana 346 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears : I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them, The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Strana 351 - What private griefs they have, alas ! I know not, That made them do it ; they are wise and honorable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain, blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Strana 294 - Now, in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed, That he is grown so great ? Age, thou art shamed!
Strana 350 - Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity; these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what! weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Strana 323 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Strana 347 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Strana 293 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Strana 103 - Helicanus, strike me, honour'd sir ; Give me a gash, put me to present pain ; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with their sweetness.