Shakespeare's Comedy of Measure for MeasureAmerican book Company, 1905 - 238 strán (strany) |
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1st folio Abhorson accented Barnardine bawd Beatrice Benedick brother Cassandra character Charles the Bold Cinthio Clarke Claudio credent Cymb Cymbeline Davenant's death dost doth duke's editors Elbow ellipsis Escalus Exeunt Exit explains faults fear folio reads fond forfeit Friar Peter Gentleman give grace Hallowmas hanged Hanmer hast hath head hear heart heaven Henry Irving Herford hither honour husband instance Isabel Isabella Johnson Juliet justice Lear Lord Angelo Lucio maid Malone Mariana marry Master Froth meaning Measure for Measure mercy mind Mistress never noun offence Overdone pardon passage play Pompey poor pray prison Promos prose Provost Re-enter scene Schmidt seems sense Shakespeare sister slander soul speak speech strange syllable tapster Temp thee thing thou art to-morrow tongue Verplanck verse vice Vienna virtue What's wife woman word worth is able
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Strana 40 - Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault ; if it confess A natural guiltiness such as is his, Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life.
Strana 175 - Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. Hide, oh, hide those hills of snow Which thy frozen bosom bears, On whose tops the pinks that grow, Are of those that April wears. But first set my poor heart free, Bound in those icy chains by thee.
Strana 53 - Be absolute for death; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life,— If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep...
Strana 57 - To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling...
Strana 37 - tis too late. Lucio. You are too cold. [To ISABELLA. Isab. Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a word, May call it back again : Well, believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
Strana 167 - Are brought ; and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce, From beds of raging fire to starve in ice...
Strana 56 - The sense of death is most in apprehension, And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Strana 39 - His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep; who, with our spleens, Would all themselves laugh mortal.
Strana 13 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely...
Strana 58 - Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, That it becomes a virtue.