The dramatic works of William Shakespeare, with copious glossarial notes and biogr. notice [by R. Inglis]. |
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... lord ? T. Lord , quoth he ! -that a monster should be such a natural ! Cal . Lo , lo , again ! bite him to death , I pr'ythee . Ste . Trinculo , keep a good tongue in your head : if you prove a mutineer , the next tree . The poor ...
... lord ? T. Lord , quoth he ! -that a monster should be such a natural ! Cal . Lo , lo , again ! bite him to death , I pr'ythee . Ste . Trinculo , keep a good tongue in your head : if you prove a mutineer , the next tree . The poor ...
Strana 72
William Shakespeare Robert Inglis (bookseller). Pro . I do , my lord . Duke . And also , I think , thou art not ignorant How she opposes her against my will ? Pro . She did , my lord , when Valentine was here . Duke . Ay , and perversely ...
William Shakespeare Robert Inglis (bookseller). Pro . I do , my lord . Duke . And also , I think , thou art not ignorant How she opposes her against my will ? Pro . She did , my lord , when Valentine was here . Duke . Ay , and perversely ...
Strana 141
... lord , If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow As it is spoke , she never will admit me . Duke . Be clamorous , and leap all civil bounds , Rather than make unprofited return . Vio . Say , I do speak with her , my lord : What then ? Duke ...
... lord , If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow As it is spoke , she never will admit me . Duke . Be clamorous , and leap all civil bounds , Rather than make unprofited return . Vio . Say , I do speak with her , my lord : What then ? Duke ...
Strana 176
... lord , but that he may not have , Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable ? - Cesario , you do not keep promise with me . Vio . Madam ? Duke . Gracious Olivia , Oli . What do you say , Cesario ? - -Good my lord , -- Vio . My lord would ...
... lord , but that he may not have , Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable ? - Cesario , you do not keep promise with me . Vio . Madam ? Duke . Gracious Olivia , Oli . What do you say , Cesario ? - -Good my lord , -- Vio . My lord would ...
Strana 223
... lord , I know him ; ' tis a meddling friar ; I do not like the man : had he been lay , my lord , For certain words he spake against your grace In your retirement , I had swing'd2 him soundly . Duke . Words against me ? This a good friar ...
... lord , I know him ; ' tis a meddling friar ; I do not like the man : had he been lay , my lord , For certain words he spake against your grace In your retirement , I had swing'd2 him soundly . Duke . Words against me ? This a good friar ...
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Strana 993 - 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 Crispin's...
Strana 145 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Strana 387 - 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 ? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
Strana 280 - 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 958 - 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, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly...