The Works of William ShakspereT. Nelson and Sons, 1873 - Počet stran: 764 |
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Strana 5
... hate thee . What ! An advocate for an impostor ! hush ! Thou think'st there are no more such shapes as he , Having seen but him and Caliban : Foolish wench ! To the most of men this is a Caliban , And they to him are angels . Cay nerves ...
... hate thee . What ! An advocate for an impostor ! hush ! Thou think'st there are no more such shapes as he , Having seen but him and Caliban : Foolish wench ! To the most of men this is a Caliban , And they to him are angels . Cay nerves ...
Strana 9
... he were a brave monster indeed , if they were set in his tail . Ste . My man ... he's no standard . Ste . We ll not run , monsieur monster . Trin . Nor go ... hate him , As rootedly as I : Burn but his books ; He has brave utensils ...
... he were a brave monster indeed , if they were set in his tail . Ste . My man ... he's no standard . Ste . We ll not run , monsieur monster . Trin . Nor go ... hate him , As rootedly as I : Burn but his books ; He has brave utensils ...
Strana 11
... the heavens let fall To make this contract grow : but barren hate , Sour - ey'd disdain , and discord , shall bestrew The union of your bed with weeds so loathly , That you shall hate it both ; therefore take heed , As Hymen's lamps ...
... the heavens let fall To make this contract grow : but barren hate , Sour - ey'd disdain , and discord , shall bestrew The union of your bed with weeds so loathly , That you shall hate it both ; therefore take heed , As Hymen's lamps ...
Strana 22
... him . But , good my lord , do it so cunningly , That my discovery be not aim'd at ; For love of you , not hate unto my friend , Hath made me publisher of this pretence . Duke . Upon mine honour , he shall never know That I had any light ...
... him . But , good my lord , do it so cunningly , That my discovery be not aim'd at ; For love of you , not hate unto my friend , Hath made me publisher of this pretence . Duke . Upon mine honour , he shall never know That I had any light ...
Strana 24
... he hath staid for a better man than thee . Speed . And must I go to him ... he be swinged for reading my letter : An unmannerly slave , that will thrust him- self into ... hate . Duke . Ay , but she ' ll think , that it is spoke in [ hate ...
... he hath staid for a better man than thee . Speed . And must I go to him ... he be swinged for reading my letter : An unmannerly slave , that will thrust him- self into ... hate . Duke . Ay , but she ' ll think , that it is spoke in [ hate ...
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Strana 260 - All murder'd ; for within the hollow crown, That rounds the mortal temples of a king, Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp; Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be...
Strana 377 - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? O God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this...
Strana 312 - Obedience : for so work the honey-bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts ; 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...
Strana 147 - That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.
Strana 271 - Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and...
Strana 113 - Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it ; Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.