Complete Works of Shakespeare, Zväzok 2Co-Operative Publications Society, 1887 |
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Strana 198
... English Doctor . A Scotch Doctor . A Soldier A Porter . An old Man . LADY MACBETH . LADY MACDuff . Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth . HECATE , and three Witches . Lords , Gentlemen , Officers , Soldiers , Murderers , Attend- ants ...
... English Doctor . A Scotch Doctor . A Soldier A Porter . An old Man . LADY MACBETH . LADY MACDuff . Gentlewoman attending on Lady Macbeth . HECATE , and three Witches . Lords , Gentlemen , Officers , Soldiers , Murderers , Attend- ants ...
Strana 216
... English tailor come hither , for stealing out of a French hose . Come in , tailor ; here you may roast your goose . [ Knocking . ] Knock , knock . Never at quiet ! What are you ? -But this place is too cold for hell . I'll devil ...
... English tailor come hither , for stealing out of a French hose . Come in , tailor ; here you may roast your goose . [ Knocking . ] Knock , knock . Never at quiet ! What are you ? -But this place is too cold for hell . I'll devil ...
Strana 233
... English court ; and is received Of the most pious Edward with such grace , That the malevolence of fortune nothing Takes from his high respect . Thither Macduff Is gone to pray the holy king , upon his aid To wake Northumberland , and ...
... English court ; and is received Of the most pious Edward with such grace , That the malevolence of fortune nothing Takes from his high respect . Thither Macduff Is gone to pray the holy king , upon his aid To wake Northumberland , and ...
Strana 249
... English power is near , led on by Malcolm , His uncle Siward , and the good Macduff . Revenges burn in them ; for their dear causes Would , to the bleeding , and the grim alarm , Excite the mortified man . Near Birnam wood Ang . Shall ...
... English power is near , led on by Malcolm , His uncle Siward , and the good Macduff . Revenges burn in them ; for their dear causes Would , to the bleeding , and the grim alarm , Excite the mortified man . Near Birnam wood Ang . Shall ...
Strana 250
... English epicures : The mind I sway by , and the heart I bear , Shall never sag with doubt , nor shake with fear . Enter a Servant . The devil damn thee black , thou cream - faced loon ! Where gott'st thou that goose look ? Serv . There ...
... English epicures : The mind I sway by , and the heart I bear , Shall never sag with doubt , nor shake with fear . Enter a Servant . The devil damn thee black , thou cream - faced loon ! Where gott'st thou that goose look ? Serv . There ...
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Strana 116 - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Strana 244 - Put on with holy prayers : and, 'tis spoken, To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction. With this strange virtue, He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy ; And sundry blessings hang about his throne, That speak him full of grace.
Strana 204 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, • Against the use...
Strana 558 - Creatures that, by a rule in nature, teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts : Where some, like magistrates, correct at home ; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad ; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor : Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold ; The civil citizens kneading up...
Strana 323 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Strana 213 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest: I see thee still. And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing: It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one...
Strana 117 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's wagon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids...
Strana 250 - Will cheer me ever, or disseat me now. I have lived long enough: my way of life Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf; And that which should accompany old age, As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honor, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not.
Strana 504 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down...
Strana 458 - Tis not due yet ; I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me ? Well, 'tis no matter; Honor pricks me on. Yea, but how if Honor prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can Honor set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honor hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is Honor ? A word. What is in that word, Honor ? What is that Honor ? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it ? He that died o