The works of Shakspere, revised from the best authorities: with a memoir and essay on his genius by Barry Cornwall: also annotations and remarks by many writers, illustr. with engr. from designs by K. Meadows, Svazek 1 |
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Strana 22
So perfect , and so peerless , are created ( Exeunt FERDINAND and MIRANDA .
Of every creature ' s best . Pro . So glad of this as they , I cannot be , Mira . I do not
know Who are surprised with all ; but my rejoicing One of my sex ; no woman ...
So perfect , and so peerless , are created ( Exeunt FERDINAND and MIRANDA .
Of every creature ' s best . Pro . So glad of this as they , I cannot be , Mira . I do not
know Who are surprised with all ; but my rejoicing One of my sex ; no woman ...
Strana 63
Exeunt . Sil . Sir Proteus , as I take it . Pro . Sir Proteus , gentle lady , and your
servant . Sil . What is your will ? SCENE III . — The same . Pro . That I may
compass yours . Enter EGLAMOUR . Sil . You have your wish ; my will is even
this ,That ...
Exeunt . Sil . Sir Proteus , as I take it . Pro . Sir Proteus , gentle lady , and your
servant . Sil . What is your will ? SCENE III . — The same . Pro . That I may
compass yours . Enter EGLAMOUR . Sil . You have your wish ; my will is even
this ,That ...
Strana 100
torture my wife , pluck the borrowed veil of mo Will you go , gentles ? desty from
the so seeming Mrs . Page , divulge Page All . Have with you , to see this monster
. himself for a secure and wilful Actæon ; and to [ Exeunt . these violent ...
torture my wife , pluck the borrowed veil of mo Will you go , gentles ? desty from
the so seeming Mrs . Page , divulge Page All . Have with you , to see this monster
. himself for a secure and wilful Actæon ; and to [ Exeunt . these violent ...
Strana 249
Exeunt DogBERRY , VERGES , and Watch . Enter BEATRICE . Leon . Until to -
morrow morning , lords , farewell . Ant . Farewell , my lords ; we look for you to -
Sweet Beatrice , wouldst thou come when I called morrow . thee ? D . Pedro .
Exeunt DogBERRY , VERGES , and Watch . Enter BEATRICE . Leon . Until to -
morrow morning , lords , farewell . Ant . Farewell , my lords ; we look for you to -
Sweet Beatrice , wouldst thou come when I called morrow . thee ? D . Pedro .
Strana 250
Urs . Madam , you must come to your uncle ; [ Exeunt . yonder ' s old coil at home
: it is proved , my Lady Hero hath been falsely accused , the Prince and Claudio
mightily abused : and Don John is the author of all , who is fled and gone : will ...
Urs . Madam , you must come to your uncle ; [ Exeunt . yonder ' s old coil at home
: it is proved , my Lady Hero hath been falsely accused , the Prince and Claudio
mightily abused : and Don John is the author of all , who is fled and gone : will ...
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answer appears bear Beat better Biron bring brother Claud comes Count court daughter death desire doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit 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 live look lord madam maid marry master mean mind mistress nature never night once Pedro play poor pray present reason Scene seems servant serve Shakspere shew sing Sir Toby soul speak Speed spirit stand stay sure sweet tell thank thee thing thou thou art thought tongue Touch true truth turn wife woman young youth
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Strana 475 - 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 474 - twill be eleven ; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
Strana 469 - Now, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Strana 470 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Strana 367 - For do but note a wild and wanton herd, Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, Fetching mad bounds, bellowing, and neighing loud, Which is the hot condition of their blood; If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, Or any air of music touch their ears, You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, Their savage eyes turned to a modest gaze, By the sweet power of music. Therefore, the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods; Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But...
Strana 30 - Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair, Unless I be relieved by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
Strana 224 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Strana 340 - And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then ; you come to me, and you say ' Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...