Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. AppendixesC. Bathurst, 1773 |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 36.
Strana 7
... stand : and , ' tis known , I am a pretty piece of flesh . Greg . ' Tis well thou art not fish ; if thou hadft , thou hadft been Poor John . Draw thy tool ; here comes of the House of the Montagues . Enter Abram and Balthafar . Sam . My ...
... stand : and , ' tis known , I am a pretty piece of flesh . Greg . ' Tis well thou art not fish ; if thou hadft , thou hadft been Poor John . Draw thy tool ; here comes of the House of the Montagues . Enter Abram and Balthafar . Sam . My ...
Strana 18
... stand in number , tho ' in reckoning none . Come , go with me . - Go , firrah , trudge about , Though 3 Earth - treading ftars that make dark heaven light . ] This nonfenfe fhould be reformed thus : Earth - treading stars that make dark ...
... stand in number , tho ' in reckoning none . Come , go with me . - Go , firrah , trudge about , Though 3 Earth - treading ftars that make dark heaven light . ] This nonfenfe fhould be reformed thus : Earth - treading stars that make dark ...
Strana 24
... stands your difpofition to be married ? Jul . 4 It is an honour that I dream not of . Nurfe . An honour ? were not I thine only nurse , I'd fay , thou hadft fuck'd wisdom from thy teat . 5 La . Cap . Well , think of marriage now ...
... stands your difpofition to be married ? Jul . 4 It is an honour that I dream not of . Nurfe . An honour ? were not I thine only nurse , I'd fay , thou hadft fuck'd wisdom from thy teat . 5 La . Cap . Well , think of marriage now ...
Strana 40
... stand , To fmooth that rough touch with a tender kifs . Jul . Good pilgrim , you do wrong your hand too much , Which mannerly devotion fhews in this ; For faints have hands that pilgrims ' hands do touch , And palm to palm is holy ...
... stand , To fmooth that rough touch with a tender kifs . Jul . Good pilgrim , you do wrong your hand too much , Which mannerly devotion fhews in this ; For faints have hands that pilgrims ' hands do touch , And palm to palm is holy ...
Strana 44
... stand ' Till she had laid it , and conjur'd it down ; That were fome fpight . My invocation Is fair and honeft , and , in his mistress ' name , I conjure only but to raise up him . Ben . Come , he hath hid himself among thofe trees , To ...
... stand ' Till she had laid it , and conjur'd it down ; That were fome fpight . My invocation Is fair and honeft , and , in his mistress ' name , I conjure only but to raise up him . Ben . Come , he hath hid himself among thofe trees , To ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
againſt allufion anſwer becauſe Benvolio Brabantio Caffio called Capulet caufe Clown death Defdemona doft doth edition Emil Enter Exeunt Exit expreffion eyes faid fame father fatirical fecond feems feen fenfe fhall fhew fhould fignifies fince firft flain fleep folio fome foul fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fweet fword give Hamlet Hanmer hath heart heaven himſelf honeft houſe huſband Iago itſelf JOHNSON Juliet king lady Laer Laertes laft lefs lord means Mercutio moft moſt muft muſt myſelf night Nurfe obferved occafion old quarto Ophelia Othello paffage paffion perfon phrafe play poet Polonius POPE prefent purpoſe quarto quarto reads Queen reafon Romeo Shakespeare ſhall ſhe ſpeak STEEVENS tell thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thofe tranflation Tybalt ufed uſed WARBURTON whofe wife word
Populárne pasáže
Strana 265 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Ha! have you eyes ? You cannot call it love; for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment...
Strana 214 - ... this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Strana 35 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Strana 227 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Who calls me villain? breaks my pate across? Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs?
Strana 32 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Strana 91 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out...
Strana 470 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Strana 241 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Strana 170 - Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar The friends thou hast and their adoption tried Grapple them...
Strana 376 - This to hear Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Which ever as she could with haste despatch, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...