The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare: With a Life, Zväzok 3C & C Whittingham, 1828 |
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Strana 12
... will repeat , Which men full true shall find ; Your marriage comes by destiny , Your cuckoo sings by kind . Count . Get you gone , sir ; I'll talk with you more anon . Stew . May it please you , madam , that 12 ACT I. ALL'S WELL.
... will repeat , Which men full true shall find ; Your marriage comes by destiny , Your cuckoo sings by kind . Count . Get you gone , sir ; I'll talk with you more anon . Stew . May it please you , madam , that 12 ACT I. ALL'S WELL.
Strana 19
... I'll steal away . 1 Lord . There's honour in the theft . Par . Commit it , count . 2 Lord . I am your accessary ; and so farewell . Ber . I grow to you , and our parting is a tor- tured body . 1 Lord . Farewell , captain . 2 Lord ...
... I'll steal away . 1 Lord . There's honour in the theft . Par . Commit it , count . 2 Lord . I am your accessary ; and so farewell . Ber . I grow to you , and our parting is a tor- tured body . 1 Lord . Farewell , captain . 2 Lord ...
Strana 28
... I'll never do you wrong for your own sake : Blessing upon your vows ! and in your bed Find fairer fortune , if you ever wed ! Laf . These boys are boys of ice , they'll none have her : sure , they are bastards to the English : the ...
... I'll never do you wrong for your own sake : Blessing upon your vows ! and in your bed Find fairer fortune , if you ever wed ! Laf . These boys are boys of ice , they'll none have her : sure , they are bastards to the English : the ...
Strana 32
... I'll have no more pity of his age , than I would have of - I'll beat him , an if I could but meet him again . Re - enter LAFEU . Laf . Sirrah , your lord and master's married , there's news for you ; you have a new mistress . Par . I ...
... I'll have no more pity of his age , than I would have of - I'll beat him , an if I could but meet him again . Re - enter LAFEU . Laf . Sirrah , your lord and master's married , there's news for you ; you have a new mistress . Par . I ...
Strana 33
... I'll to the Tuscan wars , and never bed her . Par . France is a dog - hole , and it no more merits The tread of a man's foot : to the wars ! Ber . There's letters from my mother ; what the import is , I know not yet . Par . Ay , that ...
... I'll to the Tuscan wars , and never bed her . Par . France is a dog - hole , and it no more merits The tread of a man's foot : to the wars ! Ber . There's letters from my mother ; what the import is , I know not yet . Par . Ay , that ...
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ANTIGONUS Antipholus AUTOLYCUS Banquo Baptista bear BERTRAM Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO blood Bohemia Camillo CLEOMENES Count daughter death dost doth Dromio Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Fleance fool Gent gentleman give Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Hortensio husband Kate Kath KATHARINA king knave knock Lady LADY MACBETH Leon look lord Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff Mach madam maid marry master mistress Narbon ne'er never noble Padua Paul Petruchio Pisa Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Rosse Rousillon SCENE Servant Shep Sicilia Signior Sirrah sister sleep speak stay swear sweet Syracuse tell thane thee There's thine things thou art thou hast Tranio unto villain Vincentio What's wife Witch
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Strana 303 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Strana 311 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Now o'er the one...
Strana 326 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Strana 305 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty! Make thick my blood; Stop up th...
Strana 152 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land ; To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience, — Too little payment for so great a debt.
Strana 307 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly; if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch ' With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Strana 54 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.