The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copy left by G. Steevens, with glossarial notes, Zväzok 1 |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 61.
Strana 10
... honours , on my brother : whereon , A treacherous army levied , one midnight Fated to the purpose , did Antonio open The gates of Milan ; and , i ' the dead of darkness , The ministers for the purpose hurried thence Me , and thy crying ...
... honours , on my brother : whereon , A treacherous army levied , one midnight Fated to the purpose , did Antonio open The gates of Milan ; and , i ' the dead of darkness , The ministers for the purpose hurried thence Me , and thy crying ...
Strana 15
... honour'd with A human shape . Ari . Yes ; Caliban , her son . Pro . Dull thing , I say so ; he , that Caliban , Whom now I keep in service . Thou best know'st What torment I did find thee in : thy groans Did make wolves howl , and ...
... honour'd with A human shape . Ari . Yes ; Caliban , her son . Pro . Dull thing , I say so ; he , that Caliban , Whom now I keep in service . Thou best know'st What torment I did find thee in : thy groans Did make wolves howl , and ...
Strana 17
... honour of my child . Cal . O ho , O ho ! - ' would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans . Pro . Abhorred slave ; * Fairies . Which any print of goodness will not take , Being Scene II ...
... honour of my child . Cal . O ho , O ho ! - ' would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans . Pro . Abhorred slave ; * Fairies . Which any print of goodness will not take , Being Scene II ...
Strana 33
... honour , sir , I heard a hum- ming , And that a strange one too , which did awake me : I shak'd you , sir , and cry'd ; as mine eyes open'd , I saw their weapons drawn : -there was a noise , That's verity : ' best stand upon our guard ...
... honour , sir , I heard a hum- ming , And that a strange one too , which did awake me : I shak'd you , sir , and cry'd ; as mine eyes open'd , I saw their weapons drawn : -there was a noise , That's verity : ' best stand upon our guard ...
Strana 42
... honour you . Mira . To weep at what I am glad of . Pro . I am a fool , Fair encounter Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace Ou that which breeds between them ! Fer . Wherefore weep you ? Mira . At mine unworthiness , that ...
... honour you . Mira . To weep at what I am glad of . Pro . I am a fool , Fair encounter Of two most rare affections ! Heavens rain grace Ou that which breeds between them ! Fer . Wherefore weep you ? Mira . At mine unworthiness , that ...
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Ariel Bawd brother Caius Caliban Claudio daughter devil dost thou doth Duke Escal Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fool friar gentle gentleman give grace hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter hither honour Host Hugh Evans husband Illyria Isab Julia knave lady Laun letter look lord Angelo Lucio madam maid Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor Milan Mira mistress Anne mistress Ford never night Olivia pardon peace Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray Prospero Proteus Prov Provost Quick Re-enter SCENE servant Shal Silvia Sir Andrew Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir Hugh sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir Toby Sir Toby Belch Slen speak Speed sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio to-morrow Trin Valentine What's wife woman word
Populárne pasáže
Strana 25 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Strana 353 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder ; Nothing but thunder...
Strana 71 - Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair Unless I be reliev'd by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
Strana 352 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Strana 61 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune...
Strana 364 - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with Life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep...
Strana 16 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ! Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
Strana 323 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Strana 366 - And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Strana 61 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.