The plays of Shakspere, carefully revised [by J.O.] with a selection of engr. on wood from designs by K. Meadows, Díl 166,Svazek 1 |
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Strana 1
... Exit . Boats . Heigh , my hearts ; cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ; yare , yare : Take in the topsail ; " Tend to the master's whistle . - Blow till thou burst thy wind , if room enough . Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO , FERDINAND ...
... Exit . Boats . Heigh , my hearts ; cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ; yare , yare : Take in the topsail ; " Tend to the master's whistle . - Blow till thou burst thy wind , if room enough . Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO , FERDINAND ...
Strana 2
... Exit . [ Exit . The very Gon . Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath , brown furze , any thing : The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death . [ Exit . SCENE II . The Island ...
... Exit . [ Exit . The very Gon . Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath , brown furze , any thing : The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death . [ Exit . SCENE II . The Island ...
Strana 6
... Exit ARIEL . Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! Mira . The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . Pro . Shake it off : Come on ; We'll visit Caliban , my slave , who never Yields us kind answer . Mira ...
... Exit ARIEL . Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! Mira . The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . Pro . Shake it off : Come on ; We'll visit Caliban , my slave , who never Yields us kind answer . Mira ...
Strana 19
... Exit PROSPERO , from above . Gon . I ' the name of something holy , sir , why stand you In this strange stare ? Alon . O , it is monstrous ! monstrous ! Methought , the billows spoke , and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ...
... Exit PROSPERO , from above . Gon . I ' the name of something holy , sir , why stand you In this strange stare ? Alon . O , it is monstrous ! monstrous ! Methought , the billows spoke , and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ...
Strana 38
... Exit DUKE . Val . This is the gentleman I told your ladyship Had come along with me , but that his mistress Did hold his eyes locked in her crystal looks . Sil . Belike that now she hath enfranchised them Upon some other pawn for fealty ...
... Exit DUKE . Val . This is the gentleman I told your ladyship Had come along with me , but that his mistress Did hold his eyes locked in her crystal looks . Sil . Belike that now she hath enfranchised them Upon some other pawn for fealty ...
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1st Lord Achilles Ajax Apem Apemantus art thou Banquo better Biron Boyet brother Caius CALIBAN Claud Claudio Cres daughter dear doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool Ford gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hector Hermia hither honour Host husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laertes Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor Mistress never night PANDARUS Patroclus Pedro POLONIUS Pompey pr'y thee pray Proteus queen Re-enter SCENE Servant Shakspere Shal shew Signior Silvia sing Sir Toby Slen soul speak Speed swear sweet tell thank there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Troilus true unto Valentine What's wife woman word
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Strana 359 - 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 lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slippered pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well...
Strana 569 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Strana 303 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Strana 582 - And let those, that play your clowns, speak no more than is set down for them : for there be of them, that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question}: of the play be then to be considered : that's villainous ; and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
Strana 582 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue ; but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently ; for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness.
Strana 568 - Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason; Or by some habit, that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners; — that these men, — Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect; Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, — Their virtues else (be they as pure as grace, As infinite as man may undergo,) Shall in the general censure take corruption From that particular fault : The dram of base Doth all the noble substance often dout, To his own scandal.
Strana 253 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation, and he rails, Even there where merchants most do congregate, On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift, Which he calls interest.
Strana xxxii - For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart • Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book, Those Delphic lines with deep impression took, Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving, Dost make us marble, with too much conceiving ; And, so sepulchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.
Strana 24 - twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt - the strong-based promontory Have I made shake, and by the spurs plucked up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art.
Strana 587 - A brother's murder. Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will, My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent, And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy But to confront the visage of offence?