“The” Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr. Steeven's Last Edition, with a Selection of the Most Important Notes, Zväzok 6 |
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Strana 5
Some one be rcady with a costly suit , And ask him what apparel he will wear ; Another tell him of his hounds and horse , And that his lady mourns at his disease : Persuade him , that he hath been a lunatick ; And , when he says he is - ...
Some one be rcady with a costly suit , And ask him what apparel he will wear ; Another tell him of his hounds and horse , And that his lady mourns at his disease : Persuade him , that he hath been a lunatick ; And , when he says he is - ...
Strana 7
Tell him from me , ( as he will win my love , ) He bear himself with honourable action , Such as he hath obsery'd in noble ladies Urto their lords , ty them accomplished : Such duty to the drunkard let him do , With soft low tongue ...
Tell him from me , ( as he will win my love , ) He bear himself with honourable action , Such as he hath obsery'd in noble ladies Urto their lords , ty them accomplished : Such duty to the drunkard let him do , With soft low tongue ...
Strana 10
And , till the tears , that she hath shed for thee , Like envious floods , o'er - ran her lovely face , She was the fairçst creature in tlie world ; And yet she is inferior to none . Sly . Am I a lord ? and have I such a lady ?
And , till the tears , that she hath shed for thee , Like envious floods , o'er - ran her lovely face , She was the fairçst creature in tlie world ; And yet she is inferior to none . Sly . Am I a lord ? and have I such a lady ?
Strana 12
... too much sadness hath congeald your blood , And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy , Therefore , they thought it good you hear a play , And frame your mind to mirth and merriment , Which bars a thousand harms , and lengthens life .
... too much sadness hath congeald your blood , And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy , Therefore , they thought it good you hear a play , And frame your mind to mirth and merriment , Which bars a thousand harms , and lengthens life .
Strana 19
Trania , be so , because Lucentio loves : And let me be a slave to atchieve that maid Whose sudden sight hath thrall'd my wounded eye . 0 Enter BIONDELLO , Here comes thc rogue . Sirrah , where have you - Bion . Where have I been ?
Trania , be so , because Lucentio loves : And let me be a slave to atchieve that maid Whose sudden sight hath thrall'd my wounded eye . 0 Enter BIONDELLO , Here comes thc rogue . Sirrah , where have you - Bion . Where have I been ?
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Strana 87 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance : commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Strana 154 - A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function. Each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Strana 152 - Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. 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 88 - I am ashamed that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace, Or seek for rule, supremacy and sway. When they are bound to serve, love and obey.
Strana 88 - While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe, And craves no other tribute at thy hands, But love, fair looks, and true obedience; Too little payment for so great a debt. Such duty as the subject owes the prince...
Strana 152 - Here's flowers for you: Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram ; The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, And with him rises, weeping; these are flowers Of middle summer, and I think they are given To men of middle age.
Strana 153 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids...
Strana 347 - AND I heard a great voice out of the temple saying to the seven angels, Go your ways, and pour out the vials of the wrath of God upon the earth.