The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare |
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Strana 11
Give me thy hand ! I am sorry I beat thee ; but , me of this island . while thou livest , keep a good tongue in thy head ! Ari . Thou liest .
Give me thy hand ! I am sorry I beat thee ; but , me of this island . while thou livest , keep a good tongue in thy head ! Ari . Thou liest .
Strana 34
Thurio , give back , or else embrace thy death ; I am sorry I must never trust thee more , Come not within the measure of my wrath : But count the world a ...
Thurio , give back , or else embrace thy death ; I am sorry I must never trust thee more , Come not within the measure of my wrath : But count the world a ...
Strana 42
Give us give me so much of your time in exchange of it , as to lay leave , drawer ! [ Exit Bardolph . an amiable siege to the honesty of this Ford's wife ...
Give us give me so much of your time in exchange of it , as to lay leave , drawer ! [ Exit Bardolph . an amiable siege to the honesty of this Ford's wife ...
Strana 44
The clock gives me my cue , and Welch ; soul - curer and body - curer ... Trust me , a good knot : I have good cheer at Give me thy hand , celestial ; so .
The clock gives me my cue , and Welch ; soul - curer and body - curer ... Trust me , a good knot : I have good cheer at Give me thy hand , celestial ; so .
Strana 47
Give my sweet Nan this ring ! There's for thy pains . ( Aside . ( Exit . fuick . And how does good master Fenton ? Pray Quick . Now heaven send thee good ...
Give my sweet Nan this ring ! There's for thy pains . ( Aside . ( Exit . fuick . And how does good master Fenton ? Pray Quick . Now heaven send thee good ...
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answer arms Attendants bear Beat better blood bring brother comes daughter dead dear death dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith father fear follow fool Ford fortune France gentle give gone grace hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hold honour hope hour I'll John keep king lady leave Leon live look lord madam marry master mean meet mind mistress never night noble once peace play poor pray present prince reason rest Rich SCENE serve soul speak Speed spirit stand stay sweet tell thank thee there's thine thing thou art thought thousand tongue true turn unto wife woman York young
Populárne pasáže
Strana 367 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more ; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility : But when the blast of war...
Strana 255 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. 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 ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Strana 367 - That those, whom you call'd fathers, did beget you ! Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war! — And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture ; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,* Straining upon the start. The game's afoot ; Follow your spirit : and, upon this charge,...
Strana 307 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience ; — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Strana 289 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Strana 267 - 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 254 - We still have judgement here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor. This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. 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.
Bibliografické informácie
| Názov | The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Vydavateľ | Ernst Fleischer, 1824 |
| Zdroj originálu: | Newyorská verejná knižnica |
| Digitalizované | 30. dec. 2006 |
| Dĺžka | 830 strán (strany) |
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