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 21
... heart . But , foft ; my door is lockt ; go bid them let us in . E. Dro . Maud , Bridget , Marian , Cicely , Gillian , Ginn ! -S . Dro . [ within ] Mome , malt - horse , capon , cox- comb , idiot , patch ! Either get thee from the door ...
... heart . But , foft ; my door is lockt ; go bid them let us in . E. Dro . Maud , Bridget , Marian , Cicely , Gillian , Ginn ! -S . Dro . [ within ] Mome , malt - horse , capon , cox- comb , idiot , patch ! Either get thee from the door ...
Strana 25
... heart be tainted : Teach fin the carriage of a holy faint ; Be fecret - falfe : what need fhe be acquainted ? What fimple thief brags of his own attaint ? ' Tis double wrong , to truant with your bed , And let her read it in thy looks ...
... heart be tainted : Teach fin the carriage of a holy faint ; Be fecret - falfe : what need fhe be acquainted ? What fimple thief brags of his own attaint ? ' Tis double wrong , to truant with your bed , And let her read it in thy looks ...
Strana 27
... heart's dearer heart , My food , my fortune , and my sweet hope's aim , My fole earth's heaven , and my heaven's claim . Luc . All this my fifter is , or else should be . S. Ant . Call thyself fifter , sweet ; for I mean thee : Thee ...
... heart's dearer heart , My food , my fortune , and my sweet hope's aim , My fole earth's heaven , and my heaven's claim . Luc . All this my fifter is , or else should be . S. Ant . Call thyself fifter , sweet ; for I mean thee : Thee ...
Strana 29
... heart of fteel , fhe had transform'd me to a curtal - dog , and made me turn i'th ' wheel .: S. Ant . Go , hie thee presently ; poft to the road ; And if the wind blow any way from fhore , I will not harbour in this town to night . If ...
... heart of fteel , fhe had transform'd me to a curtal - dog , and made me turn i'th ' wheel .: S. Ant . Go , hie thee presently ; poft to the road ; And if the wind blow any way from fhore , I will not harbour in this town to night . If ...
Strana 35
... heart's meteors tilting in his face ? Luc . First he deny'd , you had in him no right . Adr . He meant , he did me none , the more my fpight . Luc . Then fwore he , that he was a stranger here . Adr . And true he swore , though yet ...
... heart's meteors tilting in his face ? Luc . First he deny'd , you had in him no right . Adr . He meant , he did me none , the more my fpight . Luc . Then fwore he , that he was a stranger here . Adr . And true he swore , though yet ...
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.