The Plays of William Shakspeare, Zväzok 3F. C. and J. Rivington, 1823 |
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Strana 75
... sleep he does little harm , save to his bed - clothes about him ; but they know his conditions , and lay him in straw . I have but little more to say , sir , of his honesty he has every thing that an honest man should not have ; what an ...
... sleep he does little harm , save to his bed - clothes about him ; but they know his conditions , and lay him in straw . I have but little more to say , sir , of his honesty he has every thing that an honest man should not have ; what an ...
Strana 77
... sleep as soft As captain shall : simply the thing I am Shall make me live . Who knows himself a braggart , Let him fear this ; for it will come to pass , That every braggart shall be found an ass . Rust , sword ! cool , blushes ! and ...
... sleep as soft As captain shall : simply the thing I am Shall make me live . Who knows himself a braggart , Let him fear this ; for it will come to pass , That every braggart shall be found an ass . Rust , sword ! cool , blushes ! and ...
Strana 87
... sleeps out the afternoon . Be this sweet Helen's knell , and now forget her . Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin : The main consents are had ; and here we'll stay To see our widower's second marriage - day . Count . Which ...
... sleeps out the afternoon . Be this sweet Helen's knell , and now forget her . Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin : The main consents are had ; and here we'll stay To see our widower's second marriage - day . Count . Which ...
Strana 104
... sleep so soundly . Lord . O monstrous beast ! how like a swine he lies ! Grim death , how foul and loathsome is thine image ! Sirs , I will practise on this drunken man.- What think you , if he were convey'd to bed , Wrapp'd in sweet ...
... sleep so soundly . Lord . O monstrous beast ! how like a swine he lies ! Grim death , how foul and loathsome is thine image ! Sirs , I will practise on this drunken man.- What think you , if he were convey'd to bed , Wrapp'd in sweet ...
Strana 109
... sleep ? we'll have thee to a couch , Softer and sweeter than the lustful bed On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis . Say , thou wilt walk ; we will bestrew the ground : Or wilt thou ride ? thy horses shall be trapp'd , Their harness ...
... sleep ? we'll have thee to a couch , Softer and sweeter than the lustful bed On purpose trimm'd up for Semiramis . Say , thou wilt walk ; we will bestrew the ground : Or wilt thou ride ? thy horses shall be trapp'd , Their harness ...
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Antigonus Antipholus Autolycus Banquo Baptista Bertram Bian Bianca Bion Biondello blood Bohemia Camillo Cleomenes Count daughter death dost doth Dromio Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Fleance fool Gent gentleman give Gremio Grumio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Hortensio husband i'the is't Kate Kath Katharina king knave knock Lady Lady Macbeth Leon look lord Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff madam maid marry master mistress Narbon never noble o'the Padua Paul Petruchio Pisa Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Rosse Rousillon SCENE Servant Shep Sicilia signior Sirrah sister Siward speak swear sweet Syracuse tell thane thee There's thine things thou art thou hast Tranio unto villain Vincentio What's wife Witch
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Strana 245 - Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean: so, o'er 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 418 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Strana 367 - Like the poor cat i' the adage? Macb. Prithee, peace I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none. Lady M. What beast was't then That made you break this enterprise to me? When you durst do it, then you were a man; And, to be more than what you were, you would Be so much more the man. Nor time nor place Did then adhere, and yet you would make both: They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck, and know How tender...
Strana 366 - Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself And falls on the other.
Strana 365 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Strana 184 - 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, Whilst 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 365 - He's here in double trust ; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
Strana 370 - Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my where-about, And take the present horror from the time, Which now suits with it.
Strana 361 - 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 233 - I would there were no age between ten(^ and threeand-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest ; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting — Hark you now ! — Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen and twoand twenty hunt this weather?