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 130
Sir Toby . By this hand , they are scoundrels and Sir Toby . No question .
subtractors that say so of him . Who are they ? Sir And . An ' I thought that , I ' d
forswear it . Mar . They that add , moreover , he ' s drunk | I ' ll ride home to -
morrow , Sir ...
Sir Toby . By this hand , they are scoundrels and Sir Toby . No question .
subtractors that say so of him . Who are they ? Sir And . An ' I thought that , I ' d
forswear it . Mar . They that add , moreover , he ' s drunk | I ' ll ride home to -
morrow , Sir ...
Strana 137
Sir Toby . My lady ' s a Cataian ; we are poliSir Toby . Come on ; there is sixpence
for you : ticians ; Malvolio ' s a Peg - a ... Sir Toby . A love - song , a love - song .
Sir And . Ay , he does well enough , if he be Sir And . Ay , ay ; I care not for good ...
Sir Toby . My lady ' s a Cataian ; we are poliSir Toby . Come on ; there is sixpence
for you : ticians ; Malvolio ' s a Peg - a ... Sir Toby . A love - song , a love - song .
Sir And . Ay , he does well enough , if he be Sir And . Ay , ay ; I care not for good ...
Strana 142
see . and after a demure travel of regard , — telling Sir Toby . Marry , hang thee ,
brock ! them I know my place , as I would they should Malvolio reads . do theirs ,
— to ask for my kinsman Toby : Sir Toby . Bolts and shackles ! “ I may command ...
see . and after a demure travel of regard , — telling Sir Toby . Marry , hang thee ,
brock ! them I know my place , as I would they should Malvolio reads . do theirs ,
— to ask for my kinsman Toby : Sir Toby . Bolts and shackles ! “ I may command ...
Strana 149
Good Sir Toby . Pr ' y thee , hold thy peace ; this is Maria , let this fellow be looked
to . Where ' s my not the way : Do you not see you move him ? cousin Toby ? Let
some of my people have a | let me alone with him . special care of him ; I would ...
Good Sir Toby . Pr ' y thee , hold thy peace ; this is Maria , let this fellow be looked
to . Where ' s my not the way : Do you not see you move him ? cousin Toby ? Let
some of my people have a | let me alone with him . special care of him ; I would ...
Strana 151
Exit Sir Toby . What shall you ask of me that I ' ll deny , Vio . Pray you , sir , do you
know of this matter ? That honour saved , may upon asking give ? Fab . I know
the knight is incensed against you , Vio . Nothing but this , your true love for my ...
Exit Sir Toby . What shall you ask of me that I ' ll deny , Vio . Pray you , sir , do you
know of this matter ? That honour saved , may upon asking give ? Fab . I know
the knight is incensed against you , Vio . Nothing but this , your true love for my ...
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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...