Complete Works of Shakespeare, Zväzok 4Co-Operative Publications Society, 1887 |
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Strana 12
... kill all our women . We see how mortal an unkindness is to them : if they suffer our departure , death's the word . Ant . I must be gone . Eno . Under a compelling occasion , let women die . It were pity to cast them away for nothing ...
... kill all our women . We see how mortal an unkindness is to them : if they suffer our departure , death's the word . Ant . I must be gone . Eno . Under a compelling occasion , let women die . It were pity to cast them away for nothing ...
Strana 16
... kill me , when they do not Eye well to you . Your honor calls you hence ; Therefore be deaf to my unpitied folly , And all the gods go with you ! Upon your sword Sit laurelled victory ! and smooth success Be strewed before your feet ...
... kill me , when they do not Eye well to you . Your honor calls you hence ; Therefore be deaf to my unpitied folly , And all the gods go with you ! Upon your sword Sit laurelled victory ! and smooth success Be strewed before your feet ...
Strana 31
... kill'st thy mistress ; But well and free , If thou so yield him , there is gold , and here My bluest veins to kiss ; a hand that kings Have lipped , and trembled kissing . Mess . First , madam , he's well Cleo . Why , there's more gold ...
... kill'st thy mistress ; But well and free , If thou so yield him , there is gold , and here My bluest veins to kiss ; a hand that kings Have lipped , and trembled kissing . Mess . First , madam , he's well Cleo . Why , there's more gold ...
Strana 76
... kill me . Do't ; the time is come Thou strik'st not me ; ' tis Cæsar thou defeat'st . Put color in thy cheek . Eres . The gods withhold me ! Shall I do that , which all the Parthian darts , Though enemy , lost aim , and could not ? Ant ...
... kill me . Do't ; the time is come Thou strik'st not me ; ' tis Cæsar thou defeat'st . Put color in thy cheek . Eres . The gods withhold me ! Shall I do that , which all the Parthian darts , Though enemy , lost aim , and could not ? Ant ...
Strana 120
... killed , and saves the thief ; Nay , sometime , hangs both thief and true man . Can it not do , and undo ? I will make One of her women lawyer to me ; for I yet not understand the case myself . By your leave . Lady . Who's there that ...
... killed , and saves the thief ; Nay , sometime , hangs both thief and true man . Can it not do , and undo ? I will make One of her women lawyer to me ; for I yet not understand the case myself . By your leave . Lady . Who's there that ...
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The Complete Works of Shakespeare: King Henry VI. Pts. 1-3 William Shakespeare Úplné zobrazenie - 1889 |
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Strana 743 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed, whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
Strana 520 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought ; And enterprises of great pith and moment, With this regard, their...
Strana 763 - CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed,...
Strana 738 - LIV O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; Of their sweet deaths are...
Strana 587 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience, I will a round...
Strana 588 - 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, Whereof by parcels...
Strana 745 - Or I shall live your epitaph to make, Or you survive when I in earth am rotten; From hence your memory death cannot take, Although in me each part will be forgotten. Your name from hence immortal life shall have, Though I, once gone, to all the world must die: The earth can yield me but a common grave, When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read; And tongues to be your being shall rehearse, When all the breathers of...
Strana 669 - Round-hoof d, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide : Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
Strana 780 - If he be addict to vice, Quickly him they will entice ; If to women he be bent, They have at commandement : But if Fortune once do frown, Then farewell his great renown ; They that fawn'd on him before Use his company no more. He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need : If thou sorrow, he will weep ; If thou wake, he cannot sleep ; Thus of every grief in heart He with thee doth bear a part. These are certain signs to know Faithful friend from flattering foe.
Strana 523 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty...