The Life and Beauties of Shakespeare: Comprising Careful Selections from Each Play, with a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper HeadsPhillips, Sampson, 1853 - Počet stran: 345 |
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Strana 9
... keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for silence , But never tax'd for speech . TOO AMBITIOUS LOVE . I am undone ; there is no living , none , If Bertram be away . It were all one , That I should love a bright ...
... keep thy friend Under thy own life's key : be check'd for silence , But never tax'd for speech . TOO AMBITIOUS LOVE . I am undone ; there is no living , none , If Bertram be away . It were all one , That I should love a bright ...
Strana 12
... keep you where you are , though there were no farther danger known , than the mod- esty which is so lost . ACT IV . CUSTOM OF SEDUCERS . Ay so you serve us , Till we serve you : but when you have our roses You barely leave our thorns to ...
... keep you where you are , though there were no farther danger known , than the mod- esty which is so lost . ACT IV . CUSTOM OF SEDUCERS . Ay so you serve us , Till we serve you : but when you have our roses You barely leave our thorns to ...
Strana 36
... keep ; a breath thou art , ( Servile to all the skiey influences , ) That dost this habitation , where thou keep'st , Hourly afflict : merely , thou art death's fool ; For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun , And yet run'st toward ...
... keep ; a breath thou art , ( Servile to all the skiey influences , ) That dost this habitation , where thou keep'st , Hourly afflict : merely , thou art death's fool ; For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun , And yet run'st toward ...
Strana 43
... keep obliged faith unforfeited ! Who riseth from a feast , With what keen appetite that he sits down ? Where is the horse that doth untread again His tedious measures with the unbated fire Show of staid and serious demeanour . That he ...
... keep obliged faith unforfeited ! Who riseth from a feast , With what keen appetite that he sits down ? Where is the horse that doth untread again His tedious measures with the unbated fire Show of staid and serious demeanour . That he ...
Strana 68
... keep from me The rest of the island . CALIBAN'S EXULTATION AFTER PROSPERO TELLS HIM HE SOUGHT TO VIOLATE THE HONOUR OF HIS CHILD . O ho , O ho ! - ' would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with ...
... keep from me The rest of the island . CALIBAN'S EXULTATION AFTER PROSPERO TELLS HIM HE SOUGHT TO VIOLATE THE HONOUR OF HIS CHILD . O ho , O ho ! - ' would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with ...
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Ajax Antony art thou bear beauty Ben Jonson blood bosom breath Brutus Cassius Cesar cheek CORIOLANUS crown Cymbeline dead dear death deed Desdemona doth dream ears earth eyes fair father fear fire fool friends gentle Ghost give gods grief hand hath head hear heart heaven honour hour Iago Jonson king KING HENRY VI kiss Lady Lear lips live look lord lov'd Lowsie Macb Macbeth Macd maid moon murder nature ne'er never night noble o'er passion Patroclus pity play poet poor prince queen Rape of Lucrece revenge Romeo Shakspeare Shakspeare's shame sleep smile soul speak spirit Stratford sweet tears tell theatre thee thine thing Thomas Lucy thou art thou hast thought Titus Andronicus tongue true Venus and Adonis vex'd virtue weep wife wind words youth
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Strana 19 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Strana 172 - Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Strana 238 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Strana 132 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor...
Strana 50 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Strana 278 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Strana 90 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Strana 108 - 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? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Strana 255 - I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
Strana 204 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dares stir abroad; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.