Charles Kemble's Shakspere readings, a selection of the plays as read by him in public, ed. by R.J. Lane, Zväzok 1 |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 52.
Strana 10
... night , where each of us fell in praise of our country mistresses : This gentleman at that time vouching his to be more fair , virtuous , wise , chaste , constant , and less attemptible , than any , the rarest , of our ladies in France ...
... night , where each of us fell in praise of our country mistresses : This gentleman at that time vouching his to be more fair , virtuous , wise , chaste , constant , and less attemptible , than any , the rarest , of our ladies in France ...
Strana 16
... night : I must aboard to - morrow . Imo . O , no , no . Iach . It must be , madam : therefore , if you please To greet your lord with writing , do't to - night : I have outstood my time ; which is material To th ' tender of our present ...
... night : I must aboard to - morrow . Imo . O , no , no . Iach . It must be , madam : therefore , if you please To greet your lord with writing , do't to - night : I have outstood my time ; which is material To th ' tender of our present ...
Strana 17
... night , Guard me , beseech ye ! [ Sleeps . Iachimo rises from the Trunk . Iach . The crickets sing , and man's o'erlabour'd sense Repairs itself by rest : Our Tarquin thus Did softly press the rushes , ere he waken'd The chastity he ...
... night , Guard me , beseech ye ! [ Sleeps . Iachimo rises from the Trunk . Iach . The crickets sing , and man's o'erlabour'd sense Repairs itself by rest : Our Tarquin thus Did softly press the rushes , ere he waken'd The chastity he ...
Strana 21
... night ' twas on mine arm ; I kiss'd it : I hope it be not gone . Pis . Imo . I hope so : go , and search . Clo . His meanest garment ? Imo . ' Twill not be lost . [ Exit Pis You have abus'd me : - Ay ; I said so , sir . Clo . I will ...
... night ' twas on mine arm ; I kiss'd it : I hope it be not gone . Pis . Imo . I hope so : go , and search . Clo . His meanest garment ? Imo . ' Twill not be lost . [ Exit Pis You have abus'd me : - Ay ; I said so , sir . Clo . I will ...
Strana 27
... night , A storm , or robbery , call it what you will , Shook down my mellow hangings , nay , my leaves , And left me bare to weather . Gui . Uncertain favour ! Bel . My fault being nothing ( as I told you oft ) , But that two villains ...
... night , A storm , or robbery , call it what you will , Shook down my mellow hangings , nay , my leaves , And left me bare to weather . Gui . Uncertain favour ! Bel . My fault being nothing ( as I told you oft ) , But that two villains ...
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Bass Bassanio Beat Beatrice BELARIUS Benedick better blood brother Brutus Cæsar Casca Cassius Claud Claudio Cloten Cymbeline daughter dear death Dogb DON PEDRO dost doth ducats Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool gentle gentleman Ghost give grace GUIDERIUS Hamlet hast hath hear heart heaven Hero hither honour Horatio Iach IACHIMO ides of March Imogen Julius Cæsar King lady Laer Laertes Leon Leonato live look lord Lucius madam Mark Antony marry master Master constable Milford Haven musick never night noble Orlando Pisanio Polonius Portia Posthumus pray prince Queen ring Roman Rome Rosalind Shylock signior soul speak swear sweet sword tell thank thee There's thing thou art Titinius Touch Trebonius Venice villain wilt word
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Strana 139 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits, and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
Strana 296 - Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones; so let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus hath told you Caesar was ambitious; if it were so, it was a grievous fault; and grievously hath Caesar answer'd it. Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, for Brutus is an honourable man; so are they all, all honourable men, . . . come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
Strana 78 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have/ He would drown the stage with tears And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Strana 74 - I have of late, (but, wherefore, I know not,) lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises : and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth...
Strana 296 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Strana 85 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Strana 296 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know.
Strana 65 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood : — List, list, O list!
Strana 294 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Strana 297 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. 0 masters ! if I were disposed to stir Your hearts and minds to mutiny and rage, 1 should do Brutus wrong, and Cassius wrong, Who, you all know, are honorable men.