Measure for measure. The merchant of Venice. As you like it. Love's labour lostA. Leathley, 1766 |
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... fair fifter To her unhappy brother Claudio ? Ifab . Why her unhappy brother ? let me afk The rather , for I now must make you know I am that Isabella , and his fifter . Lucio . Gentle and fair , your brother kindly greets you ; Not to ...
... fair fifter To her unhappy brother Claudio ? Ifab . Why her unhappy brother ? let me afk The rather , for I now must make you know I am that Isabella , and his fifter . Lucio . Gentle and fair , your brother kindly greets you ; Not to ...
Strana 21
... fair prayer To foften Angelo ; and that's my pith of business ( 2 ) " Twixt you and your poor brother . Ifab . Doth he fo Seek for his life ? Lucio . H'as cenfur'd him already ; And , as I hear , the Provost hath a warrant ( 8 ) Bore ...
... fair prayer To foften Angelo ; and that's my pith of business ( 2 ) " Twixt you and your poor brother . Ifab . Doth he fo Seek for his life ? Lucio . H'as cenfur'd him already ; And , as I hear , the Provost hath a warrant ( 8 ) Bore ...
Strana 23
... fair Hermia , queftion your defires , Kaow of your youth , examine well your blood . ( 6 ) -'tis very pregnant . ] ' Tis plain that we must not act with bad as with good ; we punish the faults , as we take the advan- tages , that lie in ...
... fair Hermia , queftion your defires , Kaow of your youth , examine well your blood . ( 6 ) -'tis very pregnant . ] ' Tis plain that we must not act with bad as with good ; we punish the faults , as we take the advan- tages , that lie in ...
Strana 34
... fair maid . It is the law , not I condemns your brother . Were he my kinfman , brother , or my fon , It fhould be thus with him- he dies to - morrow . Ifab . To - morrow , Oh ! that's fudden . Spare him , spare him , He's not prepar'd ...
... fair maid . It is the law , not I condemns your brother . Were he my kinfman , brother , or my fon , It fhould be thus with him- he dies to - morrow . Ifab . To - morrow , Oh ! that's fudden . Spare him , spare him , He's not prepar'd ...
Strana 40
William Shakespeare. And you fhall be conducted . Duke . Repent you , fair one , of the fin you carry ? Juliet . I do ; and bear the fhame moft patiently . Duke . I'll teach you , how you fhall arraign your confcience , And try your ...
William Shakespeare. And you fhall be conducted . Duke . Repent you , fair one , of the fin you carry ? Juliet . I do ; and bear the fhame moft patiently . Duke . I'll teach you , how you fhall arraign your confcience , And try your ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
afide againſt Anfaldo Angelo anſwer Anth Anthonio Baff Baffanio Bawd becauſe Biron Boyet brother cauſe Claudio Clown Coft defire doth ducats Duke Efcal Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair fame father fatire feems fenfe fent fhall fhew fhould fignifies fince firft fome fool foul fpeak fpirit Friar ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fwear fweet Giannetto give grace hath heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Ifab itſelf juftice King lady Laun lefs lord Lucio mafter marry meaſure Merchant of Venice moft moſt Moth mufick muft muſt myſelf Orla Orlando paffage perfon pleaſe pleaſure Pompey pray prefent Prov purpoſe reafon reft Rofalind ſay SCENE Shakespeare ſhall ſhe Shylock Solarino ſpeak thee thefe THEOBALD theſe thing thofe thoſe thou art thouſand uſed Venice WARBURTON whofe wife word worfe yourſelf
Populárne pasáže
Strana 427 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Strana 170 - Is an unlesson'd girl, unschool'd, unpractis'd; Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all is, that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king.
Strana 252 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I : when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Strana 183 - Some men there are love not a gaping pig ; Some, that are mad, if they behold a cat.
Strana 133 - You say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me, as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold: moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say, Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Strana 193 - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life When you do take the means whereby I live.
Strana 197 - In such a night Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love To come again to Carthage.
Strana 189 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Strana 429 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Strana 172 - O sweet Portia, Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words That ever blotted paper! Gentle lady, When I did first impart my love to you, I freely told you, all the wealth I had Ran in my veins — I was a gentleman...