The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens [sic], and Reed, with glossarial notes, Časť 50,Zväzok 4 |
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... GLOSSARIAL NOTES , LIFE , ETC. BC E A NEW EDITION , BY WILLIAM HAZLITT , ESQ . IN FOUR VOLUMES . VOLUME IV . LONDON : GEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND CO . , SOHO SQUARE . Malone D. 50 PRINTED BY COX ( BROTHERS ) AND WYMAn , great. 1851 .
... GLOSSARIAL NOTES , LIFE , ETC. BC E A NEW EDITION , BY WILLIAM HAZLITT , ESQ . IN FOUR VOLUMES . VOLUME IV . LONDON : GEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND CO . , SOHO SQUARE . Malone D. 50 PRINTED BY COX ( BROTHERS ) AND WYMAn , great. 1851 .
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William Shakespeare William Hazlitt. PRINTED BY COX ( BROTHERS ) AND WYMAn , great queen STREET , LINCOLN'S - INN FIELDS . CONTENTS OF VOL . IV . JULIUS CESAR ANTONY AND.
William Shakespeare William Hazlitt. PRINTED BY COX ( BROTHERS ) AND WYMAn , great queen STREET , LINCOLN'S - INN FIELDS . CONTENTS OF VOL . IV . JULIUS CESAR ANTONY AND.
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... brother Cassius at the door , Who doth desire to see you . Bru . Is he alone ? Luc . No , Sir , there are more with him . Bru . No you know them ? Luc . No , Sir ; their hats are pluck'd about their ears , And half their faces buried in ...
... brother Cassius at the door , Who doth desire to see you . Bru . Is he alone ? Luc . No , Sir , there are more with him . Bru . No you know them ? Luc . No , Sir ; their hats are pluck'd about their ears , And half their faces buried in ...
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... brother by decree is banish'd ; If thou dost bend , and pray , and fawn for him , I spurn thee like a cur out of my way . Know , Cæsar doth not wrong : nor without cause Will he be satisfied . Met . Is there no voice more worthy than my ...
... brother by decree is banish'd ; If thou dost bend , and pray , and fawn for him , I spurn thee like a cur out of my way . Know , Cæsar doth not wrong : nor without cause Will he be satisfied . Met . Is there no voice more worthy than my ...
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... brother's temper , do receive you in With all kind love , good thoughts , and reverence . Cas . Your voice shall be as strong as any man's , In the disposing of new dignities . Bru . Only be patient , till we have appeased The multitude ...
... brother's temper , do receive you in With all kind love , good thoughts , and reverence . Cas . Your voice shall be as strong as any man's , In the disposing of new dignities . Bru . Only be patient , till we have appeased The multitude ...
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answer Antony Attendants bear better blood bring brother Brutus Cæsar Cassio Cleo comes daughter dead dear death dost doth Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall farewell father fear follow fool fortune friends give gods gone Hamlet hand hath head hear heart heaven hence hold honest honour I'll Iago Italy keep Kent king lady Lear leave live look lord madam married master means nature never night noble Nurse once peace play poor Post pray present Queen Romeo SCENE Serv servant soul speak spirit stand stay sweet sword tell thank thee There's thine thing thou thou art thou hast thought Timon true villain wife
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Strana 453 - Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio : a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her,...
Strana 35 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on ; I tell you that which you yourselves do know ; Show you Sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths,...
Strana 420 - 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 of nature...
Strana 35 - Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity: these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Strana 395 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men, — Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, — Their virtues else — be they as pure as grace, As...
Strana 427 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, yet you cannot play upon me.
Strana 389 - Tis an unweeded garden That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months dead! Nay, not so much, not two. So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Strana 397 - 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.
Strana 218 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Strana 31 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.