The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Svazek 2Jewett, 1857 |
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Strana 5
... hearts ; cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ; yare , yare : Take in the topsail ; ' Tend to the master's whistle . Blow till thou burst thy wind , if room enough ! Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO , FERDI- NAND , GONZALO , and others ...
... hearts ; cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ; yare , yare : Take in the topsail ; ' Tend to the master's whistle . Blow till thou burst thy wind , if room enough ! Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO , FERDI- NAND , GONZALO , and others ...
Strana 6
... heart ! Poor souls ! they per- leaky as an unstanched wench . ished , Boats . Lay her a - hold , a - hold : set her two Had I been any god of power , I would courses ; off to sea again , lay her off . Enter Mariners , wet . Mar. All ...
... heart ! Poor souls ! they per- leaky as an unstanched wench . ished , Boats . Lay her a - hold , a - hold : set her two Had I been any god of power , I would courses ; off to sea again , lay her off . Enter Mariners , wet . Mar. All ...
Strana 7
... hearts i ' th ' state else In the dark backward and abysm of time ? If thou remember'st aught , ere thou cam'st here ... heart bleeds To think o ' the teen that I have turned you to , Which is from my remembrance ! Please you , further ...
... hearts i ' th ' state else In the dark backward and abysm of time ? If thou remember'st aught , ere thou cam'st here ... heart bleeds To think o ' the teen that I have turned you to , Which is from my remembrance ! Please you , further ...
Strana 19
... heart to beat him , - Ste . Come , kiss . Trin . — but that the poor monster's in drink ; Cal . These be fine things , an if they be not An abominable monster ! sprites . Cal . I'll shew thee the best springs ; I'll 19 ACT II . SCENE II ...
... heart to beat him , - Ste . Come , kiss . Trin . — but that the poor monster's in drink ; Cal . These be fine things , an if they be not An abominable monster ! sprites . Cal . I'll shew thee the best springs ; I'll 19 ACT II . SCENE II ...
Strana 21
... heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom : here's my hand . Mira . And mine , with my heart in ' t : And now farewell , Till half an hour hence . Fer . A thousand ! thousand ! [ Exeunt FERDINAND and MIRANDA . Pro . So glad of this as ...
... heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom : here's my hand . Mira . And mine , with my heart in ' t : And now farewell , Till half an hour hence . Fer . A thousand ! thousand ! [ Exeunt FERDINAND and MIRANDA . Pro . So glad of this as ...
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1st Lord Angelo Antonio art thou Beat Benedick better Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool Ford Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor mistress Moth never night Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pr'y thee pray prince Proteus Puck Rosalind Scene servant Shakspeare shew Shylock Signior sing Sir Toby speak Speed swear sweet tell there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio troth true What's wife woman word
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Strana 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Strana 60 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.