The Comedies of William Shakespeare, Zväzok 1Harper and brothers, 1895 |
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Strana 10
... Exit . Claud . My liege , your highness now may do me good . Pedro . My love is thine to teach ; teach it but how , And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good . Claud . Hath Leonato any son , my lord ...
... Exit . Claud . My liege , your highness now may do me good . Pedro . My love is thine to teach ; teach it but how , And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good . Claud . Hath Leonato any son , my lord ...
Strana 19
... Exit . Bene . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! Now will he creep into sedges . But that my Lady Beatrice should know me , and not know me ! The prince's fool ! Ha ! it may be I go under that title because I am merry . Yea ; but so I am apt to do ...
... Exit . Bene . Alas , poor hurt fowl ! Now will he creep into sedges . But that my Lady Beatrice should know me , and not know me ! The prince's fool ! Ha ! it may be I go under that title because I am merry . Yea ; but so I am apt to do ...
Strana 21
... Exit . Pedro . Come , lady , come ; you have lost the heart of Signior Benedick . Beat . Indeed , my lord , he lent it me a while ; and I give him use for it , a double heart for a single one : marry , once before he won it of me with ...
... Exit . Pedro . Come , lady , come ; you have lost the heart of Signior Benedick . Beat . Indeed , my lord , he lent it me a while ; and I give him use for it , a double heart for a single one : marry , once before he won it of me with ...
Strana 22
... Exit BEATRICE . Prince . By my troth , a pleasant - spirited lady . Leon . There's little of the melancholy element in her , my lord ; she is never sad but when she sleeps , and not ever sad then ; for I have heard my daughter say she ...
... Exit BEATRICE . Prince . By my troth , a pleasant - spirited lady . Leon . There's little of the melancholy element in her , my lord ; she is never sad but when she sleeps , and not ever sad then ; for I have heard my daughter say she ...
Strana 23
... Exit . SCENE II - Enter JOHN and BORACHIO . John . It is so : the Count Claudio shall marry the daughter of Leonato . Bora . Yea , my lord ; but I can cross it . John . Any bar , any cross , any impediment will be medicinable to me . I ...
... Exit . SCENE II - Enter JOHN and BORACHIO . John . It is so : the Count Claudio shall marry the daughter of Leonato . Bora . Yea , my lord ; but I can cross it . John . Any bar , any cross , any impediment will be medicinable to me . I ...
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ANTIPHOLUS Ariel Audrey bear Beat Beatrice Boatswain Bora BORACHIO brother CALIBAN Ceres chain Claud Claudio Clown Comedy of Errors cousin daugh daughter dear didst discase Dogb Dost thou doth Dromio Duke Duke of Milan Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fetch fool foul Friar Ganymede gentle give gold Gonzalo grace hand hath hear heart Hero hither honour hour husband king lady Leon Leonato live look lord Marg marry master Master constable merry Milan mistress monster Naples never Orlando Pedro Phebe PLATE Prince prithee Pros PROSPERO quoth Rosalind SCENE Signior Benedick sing speak spirit Stephano strange swear sweet Sycorax tell thank there's thine thou art thou hast thou shalt tongue Trin Trinculo troth true villain Watch wife word
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Strana 71 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Strana 225 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Strana 88 - Then the whining schoolboy, 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' eyebrow. Then, a soldier ; Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then, the justice In fair round belly with good capon...
Strana 16 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Strana 213 - A strange fish ! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver : there would this monster make a man : any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man ! and his fins like arms ! Warm o...
Strana 81 - twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Strana 88 - His youthful hose, well saved, 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 everything.
Strana 228 - O, it is monstrous, monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper : it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i...
Strana 238 - 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.
Strana 202 - You taught me language ; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you For learning me your language ! Pros.