The Works of William Shakespeare: The comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. A midsummer-night's dream. The merchant of VeniceChapman and Hall, 1866 |
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... death end woes and all . Duke . Merchant of Syracusa , plead no more ; I am not partial to infringe our laws : The enmity and discord which of late Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your duke To merchants , our well - dealing ...
... death end woes and all . Duke . Merchant of Syracusa , plead no more ; I am not partial to infringe our laws : The enmity and discord which of late Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your duke To merchants , our well - dealing ...
Strana 6
... death , And the great care of goods at random left , ( 5 ) Drew me from kind embracements of my spouse : From whom my absence was not six months old , Before herself - almost at fainting under The pleasing punishment that women bear ...
... death , And the great care of goods at random left , ( 5 ) Drew me from kind embracements of my spouse : From whom my absence was not six months old , Before herself - almost at fainting under The pleasing punishment that women bear ...
Strana 7
... death ; Which though myself would gladly ( 7 ) have embrac'd , Yet the incessant weepings of my wife , Weeping before for what she saw must come , And piteous plainings of the pretty babes , That mourn'd for fashion , ignorant what to ...
... death ; Which though myself would gladly ( 7 ) have embrac'd , Yet the incessant weepings of my wife , Weeping before for what she saw must come , And piteous plainings of the pretty babes , That mourn'd for fashion , ignorant what to ...
Strana 8
... death , Could all my travels warrant me they live . Duke . Hapless Egeon , whom the fates have mark'd To bear th ' extremity of dire mishap ! Now , trust me , were it not against our laws , Against my crown , my oath , my dignity ...
... death , Could all my travels warrant me they live . Duke . Hapless Egeon , whom the fates have mark'd To bear th ' extremity of dire mishap ! Now , trust me , were it not against our laws , Against my crown , my oath , my dignity ...
Strana 9
William Shakespeare Alexander Dyce. But , though thou art adjudged to the death , And passed sentence may not be recall'd But to our honour's great disparagement , Yet will I favour thee in what I can . Therefore , merchant , I'll limit ...
William Shakespeare Alexander Dyce. But , though thou art adjudged to the death , And passed sentence may not be recall'd But to our honour's great disparagement , Yet will I favour thee in what I can . Therefore , merchant , I'll limit ...
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Strana 236 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Strana 410 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Strana 282 - CHORUS. Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Strana 400 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Strana 310 - I had, but man is but a patch'd fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.