The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Zväzok 8C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 |
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Strana 11
... most are bufied when they're most alone , ) Purfued my humour , not purfuing him ; And gladly fhun'd , who gladly fled from me . Mon. Many a morning hath he there been seen With tears augmenting the fresh morning - dew ; Adding to ...
... most are bufied when they're most alone , ) Purfued my humour , not purfuing him ; And gladly fhun'd , who gladly fled from me . Mon. Many a morning hath he there been seen With tears augmenting the fresh morning - dew ; Adding to ...
Strana 13
... most discreet , A choaking gall , and a preferving fweet : Farewel , my coufin ; Ben . Soft , I'll go along . And if you leave me fo , you do me wrong , Rom . Tut , I have loft myfelf , I am not here ; This is not Romeo , he's fome ...
... most discreet , A choaking gall , and a preferving fweet : Farewel , my coufin ; Ben . Soft , I'll go along . And if you leave me fo , you do me wrong , Rom . Tut , I have loft myfelf , I am not here ; This is not Romeo , he's fome ...
Strana 15
... most welcome , makes my number more . At my poor house , look to behold this night Earth - treading ftars that make dark heaven's light . Such comfort as do lufty young men feel , When well - apparel'd April on the heel Of limping ...
... most welcome , makes my number more . At my poor house , look to behold this night Earth - treading ftars that make dark heaven's light . Such comfort as do lufty young men feel , When well - apparel'd April on the heel Of limping ...
Strana 41
... most courteous expofition . Mer . Nay , I am the very pink of courtesy . Rom . Pink for flower.- Mer . Right . Rom . Why , then is my pump well flower'd . Mer . Sure wit - follow me this jeft , now , till thou haft worn out thy pump ...
... most courteous expofition . Mer . Nay , I am the very pink of courtesy . Rom . Pink for flower.- Mer . Right . Rom . Why , then is my pump well flower'd . Mer . Sure wit - follow me this jeft , now , till thou haft worn out thy pump ...
Strana 82
... Most lamentable day ! moft woful day ! That ever , ever , I did yet behold . Oh day ! oh day ! oh day ! oh hateful day ! Never was feen fo black a day as this : Never 82 ROMEO and JULIET . La. Cap. What's the matter? ...
... Most lamentable day ! moft woful day ! That ever , ever , I did yet behold . Oh day ! oh day ! oh day ! oh hateful day ! Never was feen fo black a day as this : Never 82 ROMEO and JULIET . La. Cap. What's the matter? ...
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againſt Benvolio Brabantio Caffio Capulet Clown Cyprus dead dear death Defdemona Denmark doft thou doth Duke Emil Enter ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes faid fair Farewel father feems feen fenfe fhall fhew fhould firft flain fleep fome Fortinbras foul fpeak Friar Lawrence ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword gentlemen give Hamlet hath hear heart heav'n himſelf honeft Horatio houfe huſband Iago is't itſelf Juliet King lady Laer Laertes lago look Lord Madam Mantua marry Mercutio moft Moor moſt muft murder muſt myſelf night Nurfe Nurſe Ophelia Othello Perfon poifon Polonius pray Quarto Queen reafon reft Rodorigo Romeo SCENE ſhall ſhe ſpeak tell thee thefe there's theſe thing thofe thou art to-night Tybalt uſe villain whofe wife William Shakespeare yourſelf
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Strana 32 - What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O! be some other name: What's in a name?
Strana 190 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Strana 251 - That I did love the Moor to live with him, My downright violence and storm of fortunes May trumpet to the world ; my heart's subdued Even to the very quality of my lord : I saw Othello's visage in his mind ; And to his honours, and his valiant parts, Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate.
Strana 210 - I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Strana 114 - ... uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules: within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her galled eyes, She married.
Strana 175 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice; And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law. But 'tis not...
Strana 160 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Strana 120 - Are most select and generous, chief in that. Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Strana 66 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Strana 36 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.