The Works of William Shakespeare, Svazek 2Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1810 |
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Strana 57
William Shakespeare. Duke . I am sorry for thee ; thou art come to answer A stony adversary , an inhuman wretch Uncapable of pity , void and empty From any dram of mercy . Ant . I have heard , Your grace hath ta'en great pains to qualify ...
William Shakespeare. Duke . I am sorry for thee ; thou art come to answer A stony adversary , an inhuman wretch Uncapable of pity , void and empty From any dram of mercy . Ant . I have heard , Your grace hath ta'en great pains to qualify ...
Strana 58
... answer , Jew . Shy . I have possess'd your grace of what I purpose ; And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn , To have ... answer that : But , say , it is my humour ; Is it answer'd ? What if my house be troubled with a rat , And I be pleas ...
... answer , Jew . Shy . I have possess'd your grace of what I purpose ; And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn , To have ... answer that : But , say , it is my humour ; Is it answer'd ? What if my house be troubled with a rat , And I be pleas ...
Strana 59
... answer , The slaves are ours : -So do I answer you : The pound of flesh , which I demand of him , Is dearly bought , is mine , and I will have it : If you deny me , fie upon your law ! There is no force in the decrees of Venice : I ...
... answer , The slaves are ours : -So do I answer you : The pound of flesh , which I demand of him , Is dearly bought , is mine , and I will have it : If you deny me , fie upon your law ! There is no force in the decrees of Venice : I ...
Strana 60
... answer , whether you'll admit him . Duke . With all my heart : -some three or four of you , Go give him courteous conduct to this place.— Mean time , the court shall hear Bellario's letter . [ Clerk reads . ] Your grace shall understand ...
... answer , whether you'll admit him . Duke . With all my heart : -some three or four of you , Go give him courteous conduct to this place.— Mean time , the court shall hear Bellario's letter . [ Clerk reads . ] Your grace shall understand ...
Strana 68
... answer'd . Bass . Good sir , this ring was given me by my wife ; And , when she put it on , she made me vow , That I should neither sell , nor give , nor lose it . Por . That ' scuse serves many men to save their gifts . An if your wife ...
... answer'd . Bass . Good sir , this ring was given me by my wife ; And , when she put it on , she made me vow , That I should neither sell , nor give , nor lose it . Por . That ' scuse serves many men to save their gifts . An if your wife ...
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Ansaldo Antonio Bass Bassanio Beat Beatrice Benedick better Biron Bora Boyet brother called Claud Claudio Cost Costard cousin D.John D.Pedro daughter dear Demetrius Dogb dost doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fair lady fairy faith father fool gentle Giannetto give grace hand hath hear heart Hermia Hero Hippolyta honour JOHNSON King lady Laun Launcelot Leon Leonato look lord lover Lysander madam maid MALONE marry master master constable means merry mistress moon Moth Nerissa never night oath Oberon Orla Orlando play Pompey Portia pray thee prince Puck Pyramus queen Quin quintain Rosalind Salan SCENE Shakspeare shalt Shylock signior sing speak STEEV STEEVENS swear sweet tell Theseus thing thou art Titania tongue Touch troth true unto Venice WARBURTON word
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Strana 69 - The moon shines bright: — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Strana 70 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Strana 7 - Save base authority from others' books. These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights Than those that walk and wot not what they are.
Strana 33 - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Strana 18 - How like a fawning publican he looks! I hate him for he is a Christian; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Strana 22 - 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 34 - 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 every thing.
Strana 45 - In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament...
Strana 20 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated* me About my moneys and my usances :* Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat, dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then ; you come to me, and you say ' Shylock, we would have moneys...
Strana 23 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.