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 22
... leave him ; I have no long spoon.43 Trin . Stephano ! -If thou beest Stephano , touch me , and speak to me ; for I am Trinculo ; -be not afeard , thy good friend Trinculo . Ste . If thou beest Trinculo , come forth . I'll pull thee by ...
... leave him ; I have no long spoon.43 Trin . Stephano ! -If thou beest Stephano , touch me , and speak to me ; for I am Trinculo ; -be not afeard , thy good friend Trinculo . Ste . If thou beest Trinculo , come forth . I'll pull thee by ...
Strana 32
... leave these ; and with her sovereign grace , Here on this grass - plot , in this very place , To come and sport . Her peacocks fly amain : Approach , rich Ceres , her to entertain . Enter CERES . that ne'er Cer . Hail , many - colour'd ...
... leave these ; and with her sovereign grace , Here on this grass - plot , in this very place , To come and sport . Her peacocks fly amain : Approach , rich Ceres , her to entertain . Enter CERES . that ne'er Cer . Hail , many - colour'd ...
Strana 34
... Leave your crisp channels , 17 and on this green land Answer your summons : Juno does command . Come , temperate nymphs , and help to celebrate A contract of true love : be not too late . Enter certain Nymphs . You sunburnt sicklemen ...
... Leave your crisp channels , 17 and on this green land Answer your summons : Juno does command . Come , temperate nymphs , and help to celebrate A contract of true love : be not too late . Enter certain Nymphs . You sunburnt sicklemen ...
Strana 48
... leaves his friends to dignify them more ; I leave myself , my friends , and all , for love . Thou , Julia , thou hast metamorphos'd me ; Made me neglect my studies , lose my time , War with good counsel , set the world at naught ; Made ...
... leaves his friends to dignify them more ; I leave myself , my friends , and all , for love . Thou , Julia , thou hast metamorphos'd me ; Made me neglect my studies , lose my time , War with good counsel , set the world at naught ; Made ...
Strana 59
... leave , madam ; he is a kind of cameleon . Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood than live in your air . Val . You have said , sir . Thu. Ay , sir , and done too , for this time . Val . I know it well , sir ; you always end ere ...
... leave , madam ; he is a kind of cameleon . Thu. That hath more mind to feed on your blood than live in your air . Val . You have said , sir . Thu. Ay , sir , and done too , for this time . Val . I know it well , sir ; you always end ere ...
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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....