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
... hold your hands ; Nay , an you will not , Sir , I'll take my heels . [ Exit Dromio . Ant . Upon my life , by fome device or other , The villain is o'er - wrought of all my money . They fay , this town is full of couzenage ; * As ...
... hold your hands ; Nay , an you will not , Sir , I'll take my heels . [ Exit Dromio . Ant . Upon my life , by fome device or other , The villain is o'er - wrought of all my money . They fay , this town is full of couzenage ; * As ...
Strana 14
... hold , take thou that , and that . [ Beats Dro . S. Dro . Hold , Sir , for God's fake , now your jeft is earneft ; Upon what bargain do you give it me ? Ant . Because that I familiarly fometimes Do ufe you for my fool , and chat with ...
... hold , take thou that , and that . [ Beats Dro . S. Dro . Hold , Sir , for God's fake , now your jeft is earneft ; Upon what bargain do you give it me ? Ant . Because that I familiarly fometimes Do ufe you for my fool , and chat with ...
Strana 20
... God , our cheer May answer my good will , and your good welcome here . ' Bal . I hold your dainties cheap , Sir , and your welcome dear . E. Ant . E. Ant . Ah , Signior Balthazar , either at 20 The Comedy of ERRORS . ACT III. ...
... God , our cheer May answer my good will , and your good welcome here . ' Bal . I hold your dainties cheap , Sir , and your welcome dear . E. Ant . E. Ant . Ah , Signior Balthazar , either at 20 The Comedy of ERRORS . ACT III. ...
Strana 27
... hold you ftill ; I'll fetch my fifter , to get her good will . S. Ant . S [ Exit Luciana . CENE III . Enter Dromio of Syracufe . W thou fo faft ? ' HY , how now , Dromio , where run'ft S. Dro . Do you know me , Sir ? am I Dromio ? am I ...
... hold you ftill ; I'll fetch my fifter , to get her good will . S. Ant . S [ Exit Luciana . CENE III . Enter Dromio of Syracufe . W thou fo faft ? ' HY , how now , Dromio , where run'ft S. Dro . Do you know me , Sir ? am I Dromio ? am I ...
Strana 35
... hold me still ; My tongue , though not my heart , fhall have its will . He is deformed , crooked , old and fere , I'll - fac'd , worse - body'd , fhaplefs every where ;. Vicious , ungentle , foolish , blunt , unkind , Stigmatical in ...
... hold me still ; My tongue , though not my heart , fhall have its will . He is deformed , crooked , old and fere , I'll - fac'd , worse - body'd , fhaplefs every where ;. Vicious , ungentle , foolish , blunt , unkind , Stigmatical in ...
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.