The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Zväzok 12G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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Strana 172
... Posthumus , IACHIMO , friend to Philario , } Italians . A French Gentleman , friend to Philario . CAIUS LUCIUS , General of the Roman forces . A Roman Captain . Two British Captains . PISANIO , servant to Posthumus . CORNELIUS , a ...
... Posthumus , IACHIMO , friend to Philario , } Italians . A French Gentleman , friend to Philario . CAIUS LUCIUS , General of the Roman forces . A Roman Captain . Two British Captains . PISANIO , servant to Posthumus . CORNELIUS , a ...
Strana 174
... ) took such sorrow , That he quit being ; and his gentle lady , Big of this gentleman , our theme , deceas'd As he was born . The king , he takes the babe To his protection ; calls him Posthumus ; Breeds him 174 CYMBELINE .
... ) took such sorrow , That he quit being ; and his gentle lady , Big of this gentleman , our theme , deceas'd As he was born . The king , he takes the babe To his protection ; calls him Posthumus ; Breeds him 174 CYMBELINE .
Strana 175
With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. To his protection ; calls him Posthumus ; Breeds him , and makes him of his bed - chamber : Puts to him all the learnings that his time Could make him the receiver of ; which he ...
With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. To his protection ; calls him Posthumus ; Breeds him , and makes him of his bed - chamber : Puts to him all the learnings that his time Could make him the receiver of ; which he ...
Strana 176
... POSTHUMUS , and IMOGEN . Queen . No , be assur'd , you shall not find me , daughter , After the slander of most step - mothers , Evil - ey'd unto you : you are my prisoner , but Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys That lock up your ...
... POSTHUMUS , and IMOGEN . Queen . No , be assur'd , you shall not find me , daughter , After the slander of most step - mothers , Evil - ey'd unto you : you are my prisoner , but Your gaoler shall deliver you the keys That lock up your ...
Strana 179
... vile one ! Sir , It is your fault that I have lov'd Posthumus : You bred him as my play - fellow ; and he is A man , worth any woman ; overbuys me Almost the sum he pays . Cym . What ! -art thou mad ? Imo . CYMBELINE . 179.
... vile one ! Sir , It is your fault that I have lov'd Posthumus : You bred him as my play - fellow ; and he is A man , worth any woman ; overbuys me Almost the sum he pays . Cym . What ! -art thou mad ? Imo . CYMBELINE . 179.
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Vydanie 12 William Shakespeare Zobrazenie úryvkov - 1806 |
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Agrippa Alexas ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA ARVIRAGUS Belarius blood Britain Britons brother burgonet Cæs Cæsar call'd Char Charmian Cleo Cloten Cœs Cymbeline dead death do't Dolabella doth Egypt Enobarbus Enter ANTONY Enter CESAR Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight fool fortune friends Fulvia give gods Guard GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iach Iachimo Imogen Iras is't JOHNSON Julius Cæsar king lady leigers Leonatus Lepidus look lord Lucius madam Mark Antony master Mess Messenger mistress never noble o'the Octa Octavia on't Pisanio Pompey Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray Proculeius queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE Sextus Pompeius Shakspeare Sold soldier speak STEEVENS strange sword tell thee There's thine thing Thou art thou hast villain WARBURTON What's word
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Strana 42 - The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It...
Strana 24 - It hath been taught us from the primal state That he which is was wish'd until he were; And the ebb'd man, ne'er lov'd till ne'er worth love, Comes dear'd by being lack'd. This common body, Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, To rot itself with motion.
Strana 271 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Strana 267 - O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st : In these two princely boys ! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchaf 'd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine And make him stoop to the vale.
Strana 149 - With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate Of life at once untie: poor venomous fool, Be angry, and dispatch. O, couldst thou speak, That I might hear thee call great Caesar ass Unpolicied ! CHAR. O eastern star ! CLEO. Peace, peace ! Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, That sucks the nurse asleep ? CHAR.
Strana 269 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Strana 148 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act...
Strana 152 - Take up her bed, And bear her women from the monument:— She shall be buried by her Antony: No grave upon the earth shall clip in it A pair so famous. High events as these Strike those that make them; and their story is No less in pity than his glory which Brought them to be lamented.
Strana 318 - The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ; The red-breast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Strana 238 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; * whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states,1 Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.