The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Svazek 8 |
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Strana 9
Then leave her , sir ; for , by the power that made me , I tell you all her wealth .-- For you , great king , ( To FRANCE . I would not from your love make such a stray , To match you where I hate ; therefore beseech you To avert your ...
Then leave her , sir ; for , by the power that made me , I tell you all her wealth .-- For you , great king , ( To FRANCE . I would not from your love make such a stray , To match you where I hate ; therefore beseech you To avert your ...
Strana 10
Is it but this ? a tardiness in nature , Which often leaves the history unspoke , That it intends to do ? -My lord of Burgundy , What say you to the lady ? Love is not love , When it is mingled with respects , that stand Aloof from the ...
Is it but this ? a tardiness in nature , Which often leaves the history unspoke , That it intends to do ? -My lord of Burgundy , What say you to the lady ? Love is not love , When it is mingled with respects , that stand Aloof from the ...
Strana 21
... Lend less than thou owest , Ride more than thou goest , Learn more than thou trowest , Set less than thou throwest , Leave thy drink and thy whore , And keep in - a - door , And thou shalt have more Than two tens to a score . Lear .
... Lend less than thou owest , Ride more than thou goest , Learn more than thou trowest , Set less than thou throwest , Leave thy drink and thy whore , And keep in - a - door , And thou shalt have more Than two tens to a score . Lear .
Strana 28
Why , to put his head in ; not to give it away to his daughters , and leave his horns without a case . Lear . I will forget my nature . - So kind a father ! -Be my horses ready ? Fool . Thy asses are gone about ' em .
Why , to put his head in ; not to give it away to his daughters , and leave his horns without a case . Lear . I will forget my nature . - So kind a father ! -Be my horses ready ? Fool . Thy asses are gone about ' em .
Strana 34
—My lord , if you will give ine leave , ! will tread this unbolted villain into mortar , and daub the wall of a jakes with him .-- Spare my gray beard , you wagtail ? Corn . Peace , sirrah ! You beastly knave , know you no reverence ?
—My lord , if you will give ine leave , ! will tread this unbolted villain into mortar , and daub the wall of a jakes with him .-- Spare my gray beard , you wagtail ? Corn . Peace , sirrah ! You beastly knave , know you no reverence ?
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Strana 194 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within, which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Strana 85 - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I fear, I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks, I should know you, and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful...
Strana 89 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness : So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses, and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
Strana 125 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Strana 367 - A fixed figure, for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at. — O ! O ! Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : But there, where I have garner'd up my heart ; Where either I must live, or bear no life ; The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up ; to be discarded thence...
Strana 308 - Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, My very noble and approved good masters, — That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true ; true, I have married her ; The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Strana 6 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Strana 129 - For nought so vile that on the earth doth live, But to the earth some special good doth give ; Nor aught so good, but, strain'd from that fair use, Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse : Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometime 's by action dignified.
Strana 155 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Strana 251 - A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man.