Cassell's illustrated Shakespeare. The plays of Shakespeare, ed. and annotated by C. and M.C. Clarke, illustr. by H.C. Selous, Díl 178,Svazek 1 |
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Strana 3
... death . The first performance of this play is believed to have taken place on " Hallowmas Night " ( 1st November ) , 1611. This gives confirmation to the internal evidence of the style - mature in beauty and rich fancy -that this play ...
... death . The first performance of this play is believed to have taken place on " Hallowmas Night " ( 1st November ) , 1611. This gives confirmation to the internal evidence of the style - mature in beauty and rich fancy -that this play ...
Strana 23
... death at this puppy - headed monster . A most scurvy monster ! I could find in my heart to beat him , — Ste . Come , kiss . To clustering filberds , and sometimes I'll get thee Young sea - mells from the rock , 47 Wilt thou go with me ...
... death at this puppy - headed monster . A most scurvy monster ! I could find in my heart to beat him , — Ste . Come , kiss . To clustering filberds , and sometimes I'll get thee Young sea - mells from the rock , 47 Wilt thou go with me ...
Strana 26
... death , I prithee . Ste . Trinculo , keep a good tongue in your head : if you prove a mutineer , the next tree . The poor monster's my subject , and he shall not suffer in- dignity . Cal . I thank my noble lord . Wilt thou be pleased to ...
... death , I prithee . Ste . Trinculo , keep a good tongue in your head : if you prove a mutineer , the next tree . The poor monster's my subject , and he shall not suffer in- dignity . Cal . I thank my noble lord . Wilt thou be pleased to ...
Strana 67
... death , to fly his deadly doom : 16 Tarry I here , I but attend on death ; But , fly I hence , I fly away from life . Enter PROTEUS and LAUNCE . Pro . Run , boy , run , run , and seek him out . Launce . So - ho , so - ho ! Pro . What ...
... death , to fly his deadly doom : 16 Tarry I here , I but attend on death ; But , fly I hence , I fly away from life . Enter PROTEUS and LAUNCE . Pro . Run , boy , run , run , and seek him out . Launce . So - ho , so - ho ! Pro . What ...
Strana 72
... death I much repent ; And yet I slew him manfully , in fight , Without false vantage or base treachery . First Out . Why , ne'er repent it , if it were done so . But were you banish'd for so small a fault ? Val . I was , and held me ...
... death I much repent ; And yet I slew him manfully , in fight , Without false vantage or base treachery . First Out . Why , ne'er repent it , if it were done so . But were you banish'd for so small a fault ? Val . I was , and held me ...
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Strana 334 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Strana 392 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Strana 234 - 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 320 - A merry note, 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-who; Tu-whit, To-who'- A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Strana 443 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide . For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Strana 148 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder ; nothing but thunder. — Merciful Heaven ! Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Splitt'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle...
Strana 334 - That very time I saw, (but thou couldst not,) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Strana 44 - tis true, I must be here confin'd by you, Or sent to Naples. Let me not, Since I have my dukedom got, And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell In this bare island by your spell ; But release me from my bands With the help of your good hands : Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant ; • And my ending is despair, Unless I be reliev'd by prayer ; Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults....