The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, with Notes, Original and Selected, and Introductory Remarks to Each Play, Svazek 1S. King, 1831 |
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Strana 37
... truth , by telling of it , Made such a sinner of his memory , To credit his own lie , 1 - he did believe He was indeed the duke ; out of the substitution , And executing the outward face of royalty , With all prerogative : -Hence his ...
... truth , by telling of it , Made such a sinner of his memory , To credit his own lie , 1 - he did believe He was indeed the duke ; out of the substitution , And executing the outward face of royalty , With all prerogative : -Hence his ...
Strana 41
... truth totally . Gon . But the rarity of it is ( which is indeed al- most beyond credit ) -- Seb . As many vouch'd rarities are . Gon . That our garments , being , as they were , drenched in the sea , hold , notwithstanding , their ...
... truth totally . Gon . But the rarity of it is ( which is indeed al- most beyond credit ) -- Seb . As many vouch'd rarities are . Gon . That our garments , being , as they were , drenched in the sea , hold , notwithstanding , their ...
Strana 42
... truth you speak doth lack some gentleness , And time to speak it in ; you rub the sore , When you should bring the plaster . Seb . Very well . Ant . And most chirurgeonly . Gon . It is foul weather in us all , good sir , When you are ...
... truth you speak doth lack some gentleness , And time to speak it in ; you rub the sore , When you should bring the plaster . Seb . Very well . Ant . And most chirurgeonly . Gon . It is foul weather in us all , good sir , When you are ...
Strana 53
... truth , their words Are natural breath : but , howsoe'er you have Been justled from your senses , know for certain , That I am Prospero , and that very duke Which was thrust forth of Milan ; who most strangely Upon this shore , where ...
... truth , their words Are natural breath : but , howsoe'er you have Been justled from your senses , know for certain , That I am Prospero , and that very duke Which was thrust forth of Milan ; who most strangely Upon this shore , where ...
Strana 61
... truth hath better deeds than words to grace it . Enter PANTHINO . Pant . Sir Proteus , you are staid for . Pro . Go ; I come , I come : - Alas ! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb . SCENE III . - The same . [ Exeunt . A Street ...
... truth hath better deeds than words to grace it . Enter PANTHINO . Pant . Sir Proteus , you are staid for . Pro . Go ; I come , I come : - Alas ! this parting strikes poor lovers dumb . SCENE III . - The same . [ Exeunt . A Street ...
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art thou Banquo better Biron blood Boyet brother Caliban Claud Claudio Costard daughter death dost doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear fool Ford fortune gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour husband Illyria Isab John Kath King lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Lysander Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid Malone Malvolio marry master master doctor means mistress Moth never night old copy reads Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pray prince Proteus SCENE servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shylock signior SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK soul speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast thought Thurio tongue Tranio true unto wife woman word
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Strana 352 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender...
Strana 360 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Strana 352 - Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since, And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Strana 52 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Strana 30 - Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame, While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor muse can praise too much. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
Strana 223 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Strana 10 - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Strana 52 - Some heavenly music (which even now I do), To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
Strana 254 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Strana 352 - He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.