Shakespeare's Plays: With His Life, Svazek 3Harper & Brothers, 1847 |
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Strana 13
... Cleo . O , never was there queen mightily betray'd ! Yet , at the first , aw the treasons planted . Ant . Cleopatra , - Cleo . Why should I think you can be mine , and true , rough you in swearing shake the throned gods , ho have been ...
... Cleo . O , never was there queen mightily betray'd ! Yet , at the first , aw the treasons planted . Ant . Cleopatra , - Cleo . Why should I think you can be mine , and true , rough you in swearing shake the throned gods , ho have been ...
Strana 14
... Cleo . Charmian , - Char . Madam . Cleo . Ha , ha ! - Give me to drink mandragora . Char . Why , madam ! Cleo . That I might sleep out this great gap time My Antony is away . Char . You think of him too much . Cleo . O , ' tis treason ...
... Cleo . Charmian , - Char . Madam . Cleo . Ha , ha ! - Give me to drink mandragora . Char . Why , madam ! Cleo . That I might sleep out this great gap time My Antony is away . Char . You think of him too much . Cleo . O , ' tis treason ...
Strana 15
... Cleo . O well - divided disposition ! -Note him , te him , good Charmian , ' tis the man ; but note him : was not ... Cleo . Who's born that day Then I forget to send to Antony , mall die a beggar . - Ink and paper , Charmian ...
... Cleo . O well - divided disposition ! -Note him , te him , good Charmian , ' tis the man ; but note him : was not ... Cleo . Who's born that day Then I forget to send to Antony , mall die a beggar . - Ink and paper , Charmian ...
Strana 19
... CLEO . O pardon , pardon '. Ant . I am not married , Cæsar : let me hear Agrippa further speak . Agr . To hold you in perpetual amity , To make you brothers , and to knit your hearts With an unslipping knot , take Antony Octavia to his ...
... CLEO . O pardon , pardon '. Ant . I am not married , Cæsar : let me hear Agrippa further speak . Agr . To hold you in perpetual amity , To make you brothers , and to knit your hearts With an unslipping knot , take Antony Octavia to his ...
Strana 20
... Cleo . Give me some music ; music , moody food Of us that trade in love . Attend . The music , ho ! Enter MARDIAN . Cleo . Let it alone ; let us to billiards : Come , Charmian . Char . My arm is sore , best play with Mardian . Cleo . As ...
... Cleo . Give me some music ; music , moody food Of us that trade in love . Attend . The music , ho ! Enter MARDIAN . Cleo . Let it alone ; let us to billiards : Come , Charmian . Char . My arm is sore , best play with Mardian . Cleo . As ...
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Alcibiades Antony Apem Apemantus Banquo bear Ben Jonson blood Brutus Cæsar Casca Cassio character Cleo Cleopatra Cominius Cordelia Coriolanus Cres CYMBELINE daughter dead dear death Desdemona dost doth drama edition Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio follow fool fortune friends give gods GUIDERIUS Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven honour Iach Iago is't Juliet Kent king lady Lear live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd madam Malone Marcius Mark Antony means mind nature never night noble Nurse Othello passage passion peace play Plutarch Poet Poet's POLONIUS Pompey poor pray quarto Queen Roman Rome Romeo SCENE sense Shakespeare speak spirit stand Stevens sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought Timon Troilus Tybalt unto villain word
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Strana 43 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Strana 31 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest (For Brutus is an honourable man, So are they all, all honourable men) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Strana 61 - 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 6 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark ! what discord follows ; each thing meets In mere oppugnancy ; the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores, And make a sop of all this solid globe : Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead : Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong — Between whose endless jar justice resides — Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then everything includes itself in power,...
Strana 40 - Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus; but use all gently: for in the very torrent, tempest, and - as I may say - whirlwind of passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness. O! It offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings...
Strana 46 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Strana 22 - scapes i' the imminent deadly breach ; Of being taken by the insolent foe, And sold to slavery; of my redemption thence, And portance in my travel's history : Wherein of antres vast, and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills, whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak ; — such was the process \— And of the cannibals that each other eat. The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Strana 32 - Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Strana 16 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name ; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Strana 51 - And, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind. Methinks I should know you, and know this man; Yet I am doubtful; for I am mainly ignorant What place this is; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor I know not Where I did lodge last night. Do not laugh at me; For (as I am a man) I think this lady To be my child Cordelia.