The Works of Shakespear: The comedy of errors. The winter's tale. The life and death of King John. King Richard IIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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Strana 9
... Hand : and by Soul- killing Witches , we are inform'd , the Mischief they do is by the Affift- ance of the Devil , to whom they have given their Souls : But then , by dark - working Sorcerers , we are not inftructed in the Means by ...
... Hand : and by Soul- killing Witches , we are inform'd , the Mischief they do is by the Affift- ance of the Devil , to whom they have given their Souls : But then , by dark - working Sorcerers , we are not inftructed in the Means by ...
Strana 11
... hands with me , and that my two ears can witnefs . Adr . Say , didft thou speak with him ? know'ft thou his mind ? E. Dro . Ay , ay , he told me his mind upon mine ear . Befhrew his hand , I fcarce could under - ftand it . Luc . Spake ...
... hands with me , and that my two ears can witnefs . Adr . Say , didft thou speak with him ? know'ft thou his mind ? E. Dro . Ay , ay , he told me his mind upon mine ear . Befhrew his hand , I fcarce could under - ftand it . Luc . Spake ...
Strana 16
... 'd , wouldst vow , That never words were mufic to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well welcome to thy hand , That That never meat fweet - favour'd in thy tafte , 16 The Comedy of ERRORS .
... 'd , wouldst vow , That never words were mufic to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well welcome to thy hand , That That never meat fweet - favour'd in thy tafte , 16 The Comedy of ERRORS .
Strana 17
... hand cut the wedding - ring , And break it with a deep - divorcing vow ? I know thou canft ; and therefore , fee , thou do it . I am poffefs'd with an adulterate blot ; My blood is mingled with the Grime of luft : For if we two be one ...
... hand cut the wedding - ring , And break it with a deep - divorcing vow ? I know thou canft ; and therefore , fee , thou do it . I am poffefs'd with an adulterate blot ; My blood is mingled with the Grime of luft : For if we two be one ...
Strana 20
... hand to fhow ; If the fkin were parchment , and the blows you gave were ink , Your own hand - writing would tell you what I think . E. Ant . I think , thou art an ass . E. Dro . Marry , fo it doth appear By the wrongs I fuffer , and the ...
... hand to fhow ; If the fkin were parchment , and the blows you gave were ink , Your own hand - writing would tell you what I think . E. Ant . I think , thou art an ass . E. Dro . Marry , fo it doth appear By the wrongs I fuffer , and the ...
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Strana 263 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Strana 210 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Strana 266 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Strana 292 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Strana 119 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Strana 317 - 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...
Strana 287 - I weep for joy To stand upon my kingdom once again. Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand, Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs : As a long-parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting, So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth, And do thee favour with my royal hands.