The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems, Zväzok 1 |
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Strana 13
... head , and her haire dischevelled and hanging down over her shoulders . " Com- pare , too , " Tancred and Gismunda , " Act V. Sc . 1.:- " So let thy tresses flaring in the wind Untrimmed hang about thy bared neck . " P. 303 , note ( b ) ...
... head , and her haire dischevelled and hanging down over her shoulders . " Com- pare , too , " Tancred and Gismunda , " Act V. Sc . 1.:- " So let thy tresses flaring in the wind Untrimmed hang about thy bared neck . " P. 303 , note ( b ) ...
Strana 44
... head I wore , And , being man , the shape of woman bore . " And perwickes are mentioned in one of Churchyard's ... heads they wore Persick crowns that were with scroles of gold - plate turned outward and wreathed about with a carnation ...
... head I wore , And , being man , the shape of woman bore . " And perwickes are mentioned in one of Churchyard's ... heads they wore Persick crowns that were with scroles of gold - plate turned outward and wreathed about with a carnation ...
Strana 69
... head lady ? PRIN . Thou shalt know her , fellow , by the rest that have no heads . COST . Which is the greatest lady , the highest ? PRIN . The thickest , and the tallest . COST . The thickest , and the tallest ! it is so ; truth is ...
... head lady ? PRIN . Thou shalt know her , fellow , by the rest that have no heads . COST . Which is the greatest lady , the highest ? PRIN . The thickest , and the tallest . COST . The thickest , and the tallest ! it is so ; truth is ...
Strana 78
... head ; and , strucken blind , Kisses the base ground with obedient breast ? What peremptory eagle - sighted eye Dares look upon the heaven of her brow , That is not blinded by her majesty ? KING . What zeal , what fury hath inspir'd ...
... head ; and , strucken blind , Kisses the base ground with obedient breast ? What peremptory eagle - sighted eye Dares look upon the heaven of her brow , That is not blinded by her majesty ? KING . What zeal , what fury hath inspir'd ...
Strana 80
... head . KING . But what of this ? Are we not all in love ? BIRON . O , nothing so sure ; and thereby all forsworn . KING . Then leave this chat ; and , good Biron , now prove Our loving lawful , and our faith not torn . DUм . Aу , marry ...
... head . KING . But what of this ? Are we not all in love ? BIRON . O , nothing so sure ; and thereby all forsworn . KING . Then leave this chat ; and , good Biron , now prove Our loving lawful , and our faith not torn . DUм . Aу , marry ...
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arms art thou Bardolph Ben Jonson BIRON blood BOLING BOYET called Collier's cousin dead death dost doth duke duke of Hereford earl editions Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear folio omits fool FORD gentle gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Henry Holinshed honour humour John Shakespeare Juliet Kate KATH king lady LAUN letter look lord Love's Labour's Lost madam marry master means merry mistress never night noble NURSE old copies passage peace play POINS pray prince Proteus quarto Richard Richard II Romeo SCENE servant Shakespeare SHAL sir John soul speak stand Steevens Stratford sweet tell thee Theseus thine Thomas Nashe thou art thou hast tongue true Tybalt unto villain wife William Shakespeare wilt word
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Strana 471 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Strana 374 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Strana 310 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Strana 168 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Strana 3 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.