The plays of William Shakspeare, accurately pr. from the text of mr. Steevens's last ed., with a selection of the most important notes [collected by J. Nichols]. |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 34.
Strana 504
... Macd . Was it fo late , friend , ere you went to bed , That you did lie fo late ? Port . ' Faith , fir , we were caroufing ' till the fecond cock : * and drink , fir , is a great provoker of three things . Macd . What three things does ...
... Macd . Was it fo late , friend , ere you went to bed , That you did lie fo late ? Port . ' Faith , fir , we were caroufing ' till the fecond cock : * and drink , fir , is a great provoker of three things . Macd . What three things does ...
Strana 506
... Macd . Is the king stirring , worthy thane ? Macb . Macd . He did command me to call timely on him ; I have almoft flipp'd the hour . Macb . I'll bring you to him . Macd . I know , this is a joyful trouble to you ; But yet , ' tis one ...
... Macd . Is the king stirring , worthy thane ? Macb . Macd . He did command me to call timely on him ; I have almoft flipp'd the hour . Macb . I'll bring you to him . Macd . I know , this is a joyful trouble to you ; But yet , ' tis one ...
Strana 507
... Macd . O horror ! horror ! horror ! Tongue , nor heart , Cannot conceive , nor name thee ! Macb . Len . What's the matter ? Macd . Confufion now hath made his master - piece ! Most facrilegious murder hath broke ope The lord's anointed ...
... Macd . O horror ! horror ! horror ! Tongue , nor heart , Cannot conceive , nor name thee ! Macb . Len . What's the matter ? Macd . Confufion now hath made his master - piece ! Most facrilegious murder hath broke ope The lord's anointed ...
Strana 508
... Macd . " Tis not for you to hear what I can speak : The repetition , in a woman's ear , Would murder as it fell , O Banquo ! Banquo ! Our royal mafter's murder'd ! Lady M. What in our houfe ? 9 Ban . Enter BANQUO . Woe , alas ! Too ...
... Macd . " Tis not for you to hear what I can speak : The repetition , in a woman's ear , Would murder as it fell , O Banquo ! Banquo ! Our royal mafter's murder'd ! Lady M. What in our houfe ? 9 Ban . Enter BANQUO . Woe , alas ! Too ...
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againſt allufion ancient anſwer Antigonus Autolycus Banquo becauſe Bianca Bohemia Camillo Clown Dromio Enter Exeunt Exit expreffion fafe faid fame father fcene fear fecond feems fenfe fervant ferve fhall fhould fifter fignifies fince firft firſt Fleance fleep fome fpeak fpeech fpirit ftand ftill fuch fuppofe fure fwear fweet Grumio hath himſelf honour houſe huſband inftance JOHNSON Kath king Lady lefs Leon loft lord Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff mafter MALONE means miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf obferved occafion old copy Padua paffage Parolles perfon Petruchio play pleaſe pray prefent purpoſe queen reafon reft ſay ſeems Shakspeare Shakspeare's ſhall ſhe ſpeak STEEVENS tell thane thee thefe Theobald theſe thing thofe thoſe Tranio ufed uſed WARBURTON whofe wife Winter's Tale Witch word
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Strana 533 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Strana 492 - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Strana 483 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Strana 498 - So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place? They must lie there: go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. MACB. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done; Look on't again I dare not.
Strana 230 - 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 473 - 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 470 - Implored your highness' pardon and set forth A deep repentance : nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it ; he died As one that had been studied in his death, To throw away the dearest thing he owed* As 'twere a careless trifle.
Strana 321 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Strana 467 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill : cannot be good. If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor: If good, why do I yield to that suggestion...
Strana 476 - 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...