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 5
... Exeunt Duke , and Train . Egeon . Hopeless and helpless doth Ægeon wend , But to procrastinate his lifeless end . [ Exeunt Egeon , and Jailor . SCENE II . Changes to the Street . Enter Antipholis of Syracufe , a Merchant , and Dromio ...
... Exeunt Duke , and Train . Egeon . Hopeless and helpless doth Ægeon wend , But to procrastinate his lifeless end . [ Exeunt Egeon , and Jailor . SCENE II . Changes to the Street . Enter Antipholis of Syracufe , a Merchant , and Dromio ...
Strana 13
... Exeunt . HE gold I gave to Dromio is laid up THE Safe at the Centaur ; and the heedful flave Is wander'd forth in care to seek me out . By computation , and mine hoft's report , I could not fpeak with Dromio , fince at firft I fent him ...
... Exeunt . HE gold I gave to Dromio is laid up THE Safe at the Centaur ; and the heedful flave Is wander'd forth in care to seek me out . By computation , and mine hoft's report , I could not fpeak with Dromio , fince at firft I fent him ...
Strana 19
... I be porter at the gate ? Adr . Ay , let none enter , left I break your pate . Luc . Come , come , Antipholis , we dine too late . [ Exeunt . ACT ACT III . SCENE I. The Street before Antipholis's Houfe The Comedy of ERRORS . 19.
... I be porter at the gate ? Adr . Ay , let none enter , left I break your pate . Luc . Come , come , Antipholis , we dine too late . [ Exeunt . ACT ACT III . SCENE I. The Street before Antipholis's Houfe The Comedy of ERRORS . 19.
Strana 34
... Exeunt . S. Dro . To Adriana ! that is where we din'd , Where Dowfabel did claim me for her husband ; She is too big , I hope , for me to compafs . Thither I muft , altho ' against my will , For fervants muft their mafters ' minds ...
... Exeunt . S. Dro . To Adriana ! that is where we din'd , Where Dowfabel did claim me for her husband ; She is too big , I hope , for me to compafs . Thither I muft , altho ' against my will , For fervants muft their mafters ' minds ...
Strana 37
... Exeunt . S. Ant . SCENE V. Changes to the Street . Enter Antipholis of Syracufe . THE HERE's not a man I meet , but doth falute me , As if I were their well - acquainted friend ; And every one doth call me by my name . Some tender money ...
... Exeunt . S. Ant . SCENE V. Changes to the Street . Enter Antipholis of Syracufe . THE HERE's not a man I meet , but doth falute me , As if I were their well - acquainted friend ; And every one doth call me by my name . Some tender money ...
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.