The plays and poems of William Shakespeare, ed. by J.P. Collier, Zväzok 8 |
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Strana 2
... Wife . A Female Servant . SCENE Calverley Hall , Yorkshire . 1 On this drama , and on the share Shakespeare had in the author- ship of it , opinions have varied ; and some years ago we were disposed to believe that his contribution was ...
... Wife . A Female Servant . SCENE Calverley Hall , Yorkshire . 1 On this drama , and on the share Shakespeare had in the author- ship of it , opinions have varied ; and some years ago we were disposed to believe that his contribution was ...
Strana 4
... wife , and has two or three children by her for you must note that any woman bears the more when she is beaten . 2 Ralph . Aye , that's true ; for she bears the blows . Oliv . Sirrah Sam , I would not for two years ' wages my -two ...
... wife , and has two or three children by her for you must note that any woman bears the more when she is beaten . 2 Ralph . Aye , that's true ; for she bears the blows . Oliv . Sirrah Sam , I would not for two years ' wages my -two ...
Strana 5
... wife whore , as familiarly as one would call Moll and Doll ; and his children bastards , as naturally as can be . But what have we here ? [ Feeling behind . ] I thought ' twas some- thing pulled down my breeches : I quite` forgot my two ...
... wife whore , as familiarly as one would call Moll and Doll ; and his children bastards , as naturally as can be . But what have we here ? [ Feeling behind . ] I thought ' twas some- thing pulled down my breeches : I quite` forgot my two ...
Strana 6
... WIFE.2 Wife . What will become of us ? All will away : My husband never ceases in expense , Both to consume his credit and his house ; And ' tis set down by heaven's just decree That riot's child must needs be beggary . Are these the ...
... WIFE.2 Wife . What will become of us ? All will away : My husband never ceases in expense , Both to consume his credit and his house ; And ' tis set down by heaven's just decree That riot's child must needs be beggary . Are these the ...
Strana 7
... Wife . Dear husband ! Hus . O ! most punishment of all ; I have a wife . Wife . I do entreat you , as you love your soul , Tell me the cause of this your discontent . Hus . A vengeance strip thee naked ! thou art the cause , Effect ...
... Wife . Dear husband ! Hus . O ! most punishment of all ; I have a wife . Wife . I do entreat you , as you love your soul , Tell me the cause of this your discontent . Hus . A vengeance strip thee naked ! thou art the cause , Effect ...
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The plays and poems of William Shakespeare, ed. by J.P. Collier, Zväzok 1 William Shakespeare Úplné zobrazenie - 1878 |
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Populárne pasáže
Strana 202 - When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd youth, Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although she knows my days are past the best, Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue: On both sides thus is simple truth suppress'd.
Strana 175 - Farewell, thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate. The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting, And for that riches where is my deserving?
Strana 16 - d, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide: Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
Strana 145 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face...
Strana 163 - As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgraced, And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority, And folly doctor-like controlling skill, And simple truth miscall'd simplicity, And captive good attending captain ill. Tired with all these, from these would I be gone, Save that, to die, I leave...
Strana 184 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have expressed Even such a beauty as you master now.
Strana 228 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
Strana 155 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
Strana 156 - The one doth shadow of your beauty show, The other as your bounty doth appear; And you in every blessed shape we know.
Strana 128 - Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry ? Or who is he so fond will be the tomb Of his self-love, to stop posterity ? Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime ; So thou through windows of thine age shalt see, Despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time.