The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. Winter's tale. MacbethCollins & Hannay, 1823 |
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Strana 12
... Look bleak in the cold wind : withal , full oft we see Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.5 Par . Save you , fair queen . Hel . And you , monarch . Par . No. Hel . And no . Par . Are you meditating on virginity ? Hel . Ay . You ...
... Look bleak in the cold wind : withal , full oft we see Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.5 Par . Save you , fair queen . Hel . And you , monarch . Par . No. Hel . And no . Par . Are you meditating on virginity ? Hel . Ay . You ...
Strana 13
... looks ill , it eats dryly ; marry , ' tis a withered pear ; it was formerly better ; marry , yet , ' tis a withered pear : Will you any thing with it ? : Hel . Not my virginity yet . There shall your master have a thousand loves , " A ...
... looks ill , it eats dryly ; marry , ' tis a withered pear ; it was formerly better ; marry , yet , ' tis a withered pear : Will you any thing with it ? : Hel . Not my virginity yet . There shall your master have a thousand loves , " A ...
Strana 16
... look far Into the service of the time , and was Discipled of the bravest : he lasted long ; But on us both did haggish age steal on , And wore us out of act . It much repairs me To talk of your good father : In his youth He had the wit ...
... look far Into the service of the time , and was Discipled of the bravest : he lasted long ; But on us both did haggish age steal on , And wore us out of act . It much repairs me To talk of your good father : In his youth He had the wit ...
Strana 22
... look , thy cheeks Confess it , one to th ' other ; and thine eyes See it so grossly shown in thy behaviours , That in their kind they speak it only sin And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue , That truth should be suspected : speak , is't ...
... look , thy cheeks Confess it , one to th ' other ; and thine eyes See it so grossly shown in thy behaviours , That in their kind they speak it only sin And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue , That truth should be suspected : speak , is't ...
Strana 23
... looks upon his worshipper , But knows of him no more . My dearest madam , Let not your hate encounter with my love , For loving where you do : but , if yourself , Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth , Did ever , in so true a flame ...
... looks upon his worshipper , But knows of him no more . My dearest madam , Let not your hate encounter with my love , For loving where you do : but , if yourself , Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth , Did ever , in so true a flame ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
Antigonus Autolycus Banquo bear-baiting BERTRAM better blood Bohemia Camillo CLEOMENES Clown Count daughter death dost Duke Dunsinane Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fleance fool friends Gent gentleman give hand hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king knave lady Lady MACBETH LAFEU Leontes look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff madam Malcolm MALONE Malvolio marry means mistress never night noble Olivia Parolles Paul Paulina play Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Rosse Rousillon SCENE Shakespeare Shep signifies Sir ANDREW Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH SIWARD soldier speak STEEVENS swear sweet sword tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought WARBURTON weird sisters wife Winter's Tale Witch woman word
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Strana 285 - 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. 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 305 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Strana 286 - 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.
Strana 280 - Thus thou must do, if thou have it ; And that which rather thou dost fear to do Than wishest should be undone." Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Strana 290 - Now o'er the one half world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace. With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Strana 113 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low. Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Strana 223 - 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 293 - Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers : the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal ; For it must seem their guilt.
Strana 285 - 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 336 - 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.