Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labor's lost. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that ends well. Taming of the shrew |
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Strana 8
Relent , sweet Hermia ; -and , Lysander , yield Thy crazed title to my certain right . Lys . You have her father's love , Demetrius ; Let me have Hermia's . Do you marry him . Ege . Scornful Lysander ! true , he hath my love , And what ...
Relent , sweet Hermia ; -and , Lysander , yield Thy crazed title to my certain right . Lys . You have her father's love , Demetrius ; Let me have Hermia's . Do you marry him . Ege . Scornful Lysander ! true , he hath my love , And what ...
Strana 10
Your eyes are lode - stars ; and your tongue's sweet air More tunable than lark to shepherd's ear , When wheat is green , when hawthorn buds appear . Sickness is catching ; O , were favor so , Yours would I catch , fair Hermia , ere I ...
Your eyes are lode - stars ; and your tongue's sweet air More tunable than lark to shepherd's ear , When wheat is green , when hawthorn buds appear . Sickness is catching ; O , were favor so , Yours would I catch , fair Hermia , ere I ...
Strana 11
Farewell , sweet playfellow ; pray thou for us , And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius ! Keep word , Lysander . We must starve our sight From lovers ' food , till morrow deep midnight . [ Exit HERMIA . Lys . I will , my Hermia .
Farewell , sweet playfellow ; pray thou for us , And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius ! Keep word , Lysander . We must starve our sight From lovers ' food , till morrow deep midnight . [ Exit HERMIA . Lys . I will , my Hermia .
Strana 14
... I will roar you an ' twere any nightingale . Quin . You can play no part but Pyramus ; for Pyramus is a sweet - faced man , a proper man , as one shall see in a summer's day , a most lovely 14 [ ACT I. MIDSUMMER - NIGHT'S DREAM.
... I will roar you an ' twere any nightingale . Quin . You can play no part but Pyramus ; for Pyramus is a sweet - faced man , a proper man , as one shall see in a summer's day , a most lovely 14 [ ACT I. MIDSUMMER - NIGHT'S DREAM.
Strana 17
Those that Hobgoblin call you , and sweet Puck , You do their work ; and they shall have good luck . Are not you he ? Puck . Thou speak'st aright ; I am that merry wanderer of the night . I jest to Oberon , and make him smile , When I a ...
Those that Hobgoblin call you , and sweet Puck , You do their work ; and they shall have good luck . Are not you he ? Puck . Thou speak'st aright ; I am that merry wanderer of the night . I jest to Oberon , and make him smile , When I a ...
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Strana 20 - 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 208 - Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Strana 183 - Shylock, we would have moneys :' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say, ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Strana 57 - I had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Strana 165 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in...
Strana 291 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, 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 lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances. And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Strana 275 - 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' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Strana 129 - Scarce show a harvest of their heavy toil : But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain ; But, -with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Bibliografické informácie
| Názov | Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labor's lost. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that ends well. Taming of the shrew The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected – Zväzok 2, Oliver William Bourn Peabody |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Redaktori | Oliver William Bourn Peabody, Samuel Weller Singer |
| Vydavateľ | Hilliard, Gray,, 1836 |
| Zdroj originálu: | Harvardská univerzita |
| Digitalizované | 5. feb. 2008 |
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