The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the PoetPorter & Coates, 1869 - Počet stran: 968 |
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Strana 12
... stand farther off . Cal . Beat him enough : after a little time , I'll beat him too . Ste . Stand farther . Come , proceed . Cal . Why , as I told thee . ' tis a custom with him I ' the afternoon to sleep : then thou may'st brain him ...
... stand farther off . Cal . Beat him enough : after a little time , I'll beat him too . Ste . Stand farther . Come , proceed . Cal . Why , as I told thee . ' tis a custom with him I ' the afternoon to sleep : then thou may'st brain him ...
Strana 13
... stand to , and feed , Although my last : no matter , since I feel The best is past . - Brother , my lord the duke , Stand to , and do as we . Thunder and lightning . Enter ARIEL , like a harpy , claps his wings upon the table , and ...
... stand to , and feed , Although my last : no matter , since I feel The best is past . - Brother , my lord the duke , Stand to , and do as we . Thunder and lightning . Enter ARIEL , like a harpy , claps his wings upon the table , and ...
Strana 27
... stands under thee , indeed . Launce . Why , stand - under and under - stand is all one . Speed . But tell me true , will ' t be a match ? Launce . Ask my dog : if he say , ay , it will ; if he say , no , it will ; if he shake his tail ...
... stands under thee , indeed . Launce . Why , stand - under and under - stand is all one . Speed . But tell me true , will ' t be a match ? Launce . Ask my dog : if he say , ay , it will ; if he say , no , it will ; if he shake his tail ...
Strana 45
... stand Cavaliero - justice , I say . " upon your honour ! -Why , thou unconfinable baseness , it is as much as I can do , to keep the terms of my honour precise . I , I , I myself sometimes , leaving the fear of heaven on the left hand ...
... stand Cavaliero - justice , I say . " upon your honour ! -Why , thou unconfinable baseness , it is as much as I can do , to keep the terms of my honour precise . I , I , I myself sometimes , leaving the fear of heaven on the left hand ...
Strana 60
... stand till the perpetual doom , In state as wholesome , as in state ' t is fit ; Worthy the owner , and the owner it . The several chairs of order look you scour With juice of balm , and every precious flower : Each fair instalment ...
... stand till the perpetual doom , In state as wholesome , as in state ' t is fit ; Worthy the owner , and the owner it . The several chairs of order look you scour With juice of balm , and every precious flower : Each fair instalment ...
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Strana 416 - That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot: Follow your spirit; and upon this charge Cry 'God...
Strana 385 - Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it ? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly? coming in to borrow a mess of vinegar ; telling us she had a good dish of prawns; whereby thou didst desire to eat some ; whereby I told thee they were ill for a green wound...
Strana 18 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd 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-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.
Strana 425 - This story shall the good man teach his son ; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered, — We few, we happy few, we band of brothers ; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother ; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition : And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here ; And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint...
Strana 168 - That such a thing bechanc'd would make me sad ? But tell not me : I know Antonio Is sad to think upon his merchandise. Ant. Believe me, no : I thank my fortune for it, My ventures are not in one bottom trusted, Nor to one place; nor is my whole estate Upon the fortune of this present year : Therefore my merchandise makes me not sad.
Strana 111 - 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 425 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...