The Dramatic Works and Poems of William Shakespeare, Zväzok 1George Dearborn, 1836 |
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Strana 65
... fair daughter : Cannot your grace win her to fancy him ? Duke . No , trust me ; she is peevish , sullen , fro- ward , Proud , disobedient , stubborn , lacking duty ; Neither regarding that she is my child , Nor fearing me as if I were ...
... fair daughter : Cannot your grace win her to fancy him ? Duke . No , trust me ; she is peevish , sullen , fro- ward , Proud , disobedient , stubborn , lacking duty ; Neither regarding that she is my child , Nor fearing me as if I were ...
Strana 69
... fair , and wise is she ; The heavens such grace did lend her , That she might admired be . Is she kind , as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair , To help him of his blindness ; And , being help'd ...
... fair , and wise is she ; The heavens such grace did lend her , That she might admired be . Is she kind , as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair , To help him of his blindness ; And , being help'd ...
Strana 71
... fair ? Jul . She hath been fairer , madam , than she is : When she did think my master lov'd her well , She , in my judgment , was as fair as you ; But since she did neglect her looking - glass , And threw her sun - expelling mask away ...
... fair ? Jul . She hath been fairer , madam , than she is : When she did think my master lov'd her well , She , in my judgment , was as fair as you ; But since she did neglect her looking - glass , And threw her sun - expelling mask away ...
Strana 72
... fair one . Thu. Nay , then the wanton lies ; my face black . is Pro . But pearls are fair ; and the old saying is , Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies ' eyes . Jul . ' Tis true ; such pearls as put out ladies eyes ; For I had ...
... fair one . Thu. Nay , then the wanton lies ; my face black . is Pro . But pearls are fair ; and the old saying is , Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies ' eyes . Jul . ' Tis true ; such pearls as put out ladies eyes ; For I had ...
Strana 76
... fair dog ; Can there be more said ? he is good , and fair . - Is Sir John Falstaff here ? Page . Sir , he is within ; and I would I could do a good office between you . Eva . Fery goot : I will make a prief of it in my note - book ; and ...
... fair dog ; Can there be more said ? he is good , and fair . - Is Sir John Falstaff here ? Page . Sir , he is within ; and I would I could do a good office between you . Eva . Fery goot : I will make a prief of it in my note - book ; and ...
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Strana 366 - 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 31 - Shakspeare, must enjoy a part : For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion ; and that he, Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the muses...
Strana 31 - Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come. Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time!
Strana 262 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, "Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope, only doth backward pull Our slow designs when we ourselves are dull.
Strana 325 - What you do, Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet, I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
Strana 52 - gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, • And they shall be themselves.
Strana 30 - Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give. That I not mix thee so, my brain excuses, I mean with great, but disproportioned Muses; For if I thought my judgment were of years, I should commit thee surely with thy peers, And tell how far thou didst our Lyly outshine, Or sporting Kyd, or Marlowe's mighty line.
Strana 172 - Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Strana 360 - Like the poor cat i' the adage ? Macb. . Pr'ythee, 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. Nor time, nor place, Did then adhere, and yet you would make both : They have made themselves, and that their fitness now Does unmake you. I have given suck ; and know How tender...
Strana 363 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.