The Merchant of VeniceClarendon Press, 1868 - 130 strán (strany) |
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Strana xiv
... ring , of which Shakespeare so skilfully avails himself for sustaining the interest of the fifth act . In discussing the origin of the story of the bond , Dunlop remarks that it was transferred into many publications in- termediate ...
... ring , of which Shakespeare so skilfully avails himself for sustaining the interest of the fifth act . In discussing the origin of the story of the bond , Dunlop remarks that it was transferred into many publications in- termediate ...
Strana 37
... ring but what lights on my shoulders ; no sighs but of my breathing ; no tears but of my shedding . 80 Tubal . Yes , other men have ill luck too : Antonio , as I heard in Genoa , — Shylock . What , what , what ? ill luck , ill luck ...
... ring but what lights on my shoulders ; no sighs but of my breathing ; no tears but of my shedding . 80 Tubal . Yes , other men have ill luck too : Antonio , as I heard in Genoa , — Shylock . What , what , what ? ill luck , ill luck ...
Strana 38
... ring that he had of your daughter for a monkey . 100 Shylock . Out upon her ! Thou torturest me , Tubal : it was my turquoise ; I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor : I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys . Tubal . But ...
... ring that he had of your daughter for a monkey . 100 Shylock . Out upon her ! Thou torturest me , Tubal : it was my turquoise ; I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor : I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys . Tubal . But ...
Strana 40
... the eyes , With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies . Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it , -Ding , dong , bell . 40 59 50 60 170 All . Ding , dong , bell . Bas . 40 THE MERCHANT OF VENICE .
... the eyes , With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies . Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it , -Ding , dong , bell . 40 59 50 60 170 All . Ding , dong , bell . Bas . 40 THE MERCHANT OF VENICE .
Strana 43
... ring ; Which when you part from , lose , or give away , Let it presage the ruin of your love And be my vantage to exclaim on you . Bassanio . Madam , you have bereft me of all words , Only my blood speaks to you in my veins ; And there ...
... ring ; Which when you part from , lose , or give away , Let it presage the ruin of your love And be my vantage to exclaim on you . Bassanio . Madam , you have bereft me of all words , Only my blood speaks to you in my veins ; And there ...
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Antonio Bassanio Bellario Belmont bond called casket choose chooseth Christian Compare Cotgrave daughter doth ducats Duke editions English Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool forfeit fortune Gentlemen of Verona Gernutus give Gobbo Gratiano Hamlet hast hath haue hear heart heaven Henry Henry VI honour husband Jessica Jew's judge Julius Cæsar King John lady Latin Launcelot Lord Bassanio Lorenzo Love's Madam master means Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice Merry Wives Midsummer Night's Dream Morocco Nerissa never Othello play Portia possess'd pound of flesh pray thee prince quartos and folios Richard Richard II ring Romeo and Juliet Salanio Salarino Salerio SCENE second quarto sense Shakespeare ship Shylock Signior soul speak spelt stand Stratford supposed swear sweet tell thou Three thousand ducats Troilus and Cressida Tubal Twelfth Night unto verb wife withal word
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Strana 55 - Tarry a little ; there is something else. This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood ; The words expressly are ' a pound of flesh : ' Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh ; But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate Unto the state of Venice.
Strana 3 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Strana 62 - The reason is, your spirits are attentive ; For do but note a wild and wanton herd, Or race of youthful and unhandled colts, Fetching mad bounds, bellowing, and neighing loud, Which is the hot condition of their blood; If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, Or any air of music touch their ears, You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, Their savage eyes turned to a modest gaze, By the sweet power of music.
Strana 28 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge 1 if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Strana 5 - ... Shylock, we would have moneys :" — you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say, " Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Strana 57 - Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that. You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Strana xxiii - You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries were in the same abundance as your good fortunes are : And yet, for aught I see, they are as sick, that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing...
Strana xvii - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me. That I have much ado to know myself.
Strana 33 - There is no vice so simple but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts: How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars, Who, inward search'd, have livers white as milk; And these assume but valor's excrement To render them redoubted!
Strana 52 - And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong; And curb this cruel devil of his will.