Hamlet, and As You Like it: A Specimen of a New Edition of ShakespeareJ. Murray, 1819 - Počet stran: 466 |
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... Phebe , a Shepherdess . Audrey , a Country Wench . Lords belonging to the two Dukes ; Pages , Fo- resters , and other Attendants . The SCENE lies , first , near Oliver's House ; after- wards , partly in the Usurper's Court , and partly ...
... Phebe , a Shepherdess . Audrey , a Country Wench . Lords belonging to the two Dukes ; Pages , Fo- resters , and other Attendants . The SCENE lies , first , near Oliver's House ; after- wards , partly in the Usurper's Court , and partly ...
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... Phebe , Phebe , Phebe ! [ Exit SILVIUS . Ros . Alas , poor shepherd ! searching of their wound , * I have by hard adventure found my own . TOUCH . And I mine : I remember , when I was in love , I broke my sword upon a stone , and bid ...
... Phebe , Phebe , Phebe ! [ Exit SILVIUS . Ros . Alas , poor shepherd ! searching of their wound , * I have by hard adventure found my own . TOUCH . And I mine : I remember , when I was in love , I broke my sword upon a stone , and bid ...
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... PHEBE . SIL . Sweet Phebe , do not scorn me ; do not , Phebe : Say , that you love me not ; but say not so In bitterness : The common executioner , Whose heart the accustom'd sight of death makes hard , Falls not the axe upon the ...
... PHEBE . SIL . Sweet Phebe , do not scorn me ; do not , Phebe : Say , that you love me not ; but say not so In bitterness : The common executioner , Whose heart the accustom'd sight of death makes hard , Falls not the axe upon the ...
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... Phebe , If ever , ( as that ever may be near , ) You meet in some fresh cheek the power of fancy , Then shall you know the wounds invisible That love's keen arrows make . PHE . But , till that time , Come not thou near me : and , when ...
... Phebe , If ever , ( as that ever may be near , ) You meet in some fresh cheek the power of fancy , Then shall you know the wounds invisible That love's keen arrows make . PHE . But , till that time , Come not thou near me : and , when ...
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... Phebe , ― PHE . Ha ! what say'st thou , Silvius ? SIL . Sweet Phebe , pity me . PHE . Why , I am sorry for thee , gentle Silvius . SIL . Wherever sorrow is , relief would be ; If you do sorrow at my grief in love , By giving love , your ...
... Phebe , ― PHE . Ha ! what say'st thou , Silvius ? SIL . Sweet Phebe , pity me . PHE . Why , I am sorry for thee , gentle Silvius . SIL . Wherever sorrow is , relief would be ; If you do sorrow at my grief in love , By giving love , your ...
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Hamlet, and As You Like it: A Specimen of an Edition of Shakespeare William Shakespeare Úplné zobrazení - 1832 |
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Strana 159 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Strana 93 - Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent; And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow?
Strana 143 - ... in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor.— What's that, my lord...
Strana 63 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face ? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
Strana 114 - The imminent death of twenty thousand men, That, for a fantasy and trick of fame, Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause, Which is not tomb enough and continent To hide the slain? O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!
Strana 40 - Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other, And with a look so piteous in purport As if he had been loosed out of hell To speak of horrors, he comes before me.
Strana 93 - I'll look up; My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murder?' That cannot be; since I am still possess'd Of those effects for which I did the murder, My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen. May one be pardon'd and retain the offence?
Strana 26 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Strana 64 - I have heard That guilty creatures sitting at a play Have by the very cunning of the scene Been struck so to the soul that presently They have proclaim'd their malefactions; For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.
Strana 64 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: — the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.