The works of William Shakspere; from the text of the editions by C. Knight. With glossarial notes and facts connected with his life, illustr. by W. Harvey |
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Strana 5
... gone ? Luc . That you may ruminate . [ Exit . Jul . And yet , I would I had o'erlook'd the letter . It were a shame to call her back again , And pray her to a fault for which I chid her . What fool is she , that knows I am a maid , And ...
... gone ? Luc . That you may ruminate . [ Exit . Jul . And yet , I would I had o'erlook'd the letter . It were a shame to call her back again , And pray her to a fault for which I chid her . What fool is she , that knows I am a maid , And ...
Strana 11
... gone : I fear me , he will scarce be pleas'd withal . Jul . That is the least , Lucetta , of my fear : A thousand oaths , an ocean of his tears , And instances of infinite " of love , Warrant me welcome to my Proteus . Luc . All these ...
... gone : I fear me , he will scarce be pleas'd withal . Jul . That is the least , Lucetta , of my fear : A thousand oaths , an ocean of his tears , And instances of infinite " of love , Warrant me welcome to my Proteus . Luc . All these ...
Strana 14
... Gone , my good lord . Juke . My daughter takes his going grievously . Pro . A little time , my lord , will kill that grief . Duke . So I believe ; but Thurio thinks not so.- Proteus , the good conceit I hold of thee ( For thou hast ...
... Gone , my good lord . Juke . My daughter takes his going grievously . Pro . A little time , my lord , will kill that grief . Duke . So I believe ; but Thurio thinks not so.- Proteus , the good conceit I hold of thee ( For thou hast ...
Strana 19
... gone for love . SCENE III . - Frontiers of Mantua . The Forest . Enter SILVIA and Outlaws . 1 Out . Come , come ; Be patient , we must bring you to our captain . Sil . A thousand more mischances than this one Have learn'd me how to ...
... gone for love . SCENE III . - Frontiers of Mantua . The Forest . Enter SILVIA and Outlaws . 1 Out . Come , come ; Be patient , we must bring you to our captain . Sil . A thousand more mischances than this one Have learn'd me how to ...
Strana 25
... gone the sooner . I'll to the Centaur , to go seek this slave greatly fear my money is not safe . Adr . Neither my husband , nor the slave return'd , That in such haste I sent to seek his master ! Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock ...
... gone the sooner . I'll to the Centaur , to go seek this slave greatly fear my money is not safe . Adr . Neither my husband , nor the slave return'd , That in such haste I sent to seek his master ! Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock ...
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Appears arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio Costard cousin daughter dear death doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart Heaven Hermia hither honour Host Isab Kath king knave lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress Moth never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Poins Pompey pray prince prithee Proteus Re-enter SCENE Shakspere Shal signior SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir John Sir John Falstaff soul speak swear sweet tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue troth true unto villain wife wilt word
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Strana 99 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Strana 436 - Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds...
Strana 144 - Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet, the Nazarite, conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
Strana 296 - Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Strana 242 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Strana 44 - Save base authority from others' books. • These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights, Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.
Strana 136 - 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 136 - And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well, then, it now appears you need my help: Go to, then; you come to me, and you say, Shylock, we would have moneys...
Strana 296 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one!
Strana 259 - Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 't were all alike As if we had them not.