The Works of Shakespear: The comedy of errors. The winter's tale. The life and death of King John. King Richard IIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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Strana 8
... Some of my miftrefs ' marks upon my fhoulders ; But not a thoufand marks between you both.- If I fhould pay your worship those again , Perchance , you will not bear them patiently . Ant . Thy miftrefs ' marks ? what mistress , slave ...
... Some of my miftrefs ' marks upon my fhoulders ; But not a thoufand marks between you both.- If I fhould pay your worship those again , Perchance , you will not bear them patiently . Ant . Thy miftrefs ' marks ? what mistress , slave ...
Strana 10
... some other where ? Luc . ' Till he come home again , I would forbear . Adr . Patience unmov'd , no marvel tho ' fhe pause ; They can be meek , that have no other caufe : A wretched foul , bruis'd with adverfity , We bid be quiet , when ...
... some other where ? Luc . ' Till he come home again , I would forbear . Adr . Patience unmov'd , no marvel tho ' fhe pause ; They can be meek , that have no other caufe : A wretched foul , bruis'd with adverfity , We bid be quiet , when ...
Strana 16
... Some other mistress hath thy fwect alpects I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . The time was once , when thou , unurg'd , wouldst vow , That never words were mufic to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch ...
... Some other mistress hath thy fwect alpects I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . The time was once , when thou , unurg'd , wouldst vow , That never words were mufic to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch ...
Strana 37
... Some tender money to me , fome invite me ; Some other give me thanks for kindnesses ; Some offer me commodities to buy . Ev'n now a taylor call'd me in his shop , And fhow'd me filks that he had bought for me , And therewithal took ...
... Some tender money to me , fome invite me ; Some other give me thanks for kindnesses ; Some offer me commodities to buy . Ev'n now a taylor call'd me in his shop , And fhow'd me filks that he had bought for me , And therewithal took ...
Strana 39
... Some blessed Cour . WE power deliver us from hence ! SCENE VI . Enter a Courtezan . ELL met , well met , master Antipholis . I fee , Sir , you have found the goldsmith now : Is that the chain , you promis'd me to day ? S. Ant . Satan ...
... Some blessed Cour . WE power deliver us from hence ! SCENE VI . Enter a Courtezan . ELL met , well met , master Antipholis . I fee , Sir , you have found the goldsmith now : Is that the chain , you promis'd me to day ? S. Ant . Satan ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
againſt anſwer Antigonus Antipholis Aumerle blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo cauſe Conft Coufin death doft thou doth Dromio Duke Enter Ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes fair falfe father Faul Faulconbridge fear fhall fhame fhew fhould fifter fince firft fome forrow foul fpeak France ftand ftill ftir ftrong fuch fwear fweet Gaunt grief H SCENE hand hath heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Hubert huſband itſelf James Gurney John kifs King John lady laft Liege lord mafter Majefty Melun miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble Northumberland peace Phil pleaſe pray prefent Prince purpoſe Queen reaſon reft Rich ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue whofe whoſe wife York yourſelf
Populárne pasáže
Strana 263 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Strana 210 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Strana 266 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Strana 292 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Strana 119 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Strana 317 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Strana 287 - I weep for joy To stand upon my kingdom once again. Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand, Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs : As a long-parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting, So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth, And do thee favour with my royal hands.