The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Dr. Johnson, G. Steevens, and Others, Zväzok 2H. Durell, 1817 |
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Strana 74
... judge Of your own cause . -Is this the witness , friar ? First , let her show her face ; and , after , speak . Mari . Pardon , my lord ; I will not show any face , Until my husband bid me . Duke . What , 74 ACT V. MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... judge Of your own cause . -Is this the witness , friar ? First , let her show her face ; and , after , speak . Mari . Pardon , my lord ; I will not show any face , Until my husband bid me . Duke . What , 74 ACT V. MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
Strana 75
... husband ; yet my husband knows not , That ever he knew me . Lucio . He was drunk , then , my lord ; it can be no better . Duke . For the benefit of silence , ' would thou wert so too . Lucio . Well , my lord . Duke . This is no witness ...
... husband ; yet my husband knows not , That ever he knew me . Lucio . He was drunk , then , my lord ; it can be no better . Duke . For the benefit of silence , ' would thou wert so too . Lucio . Well , my lord . Duke . This is no witness ...
Strana 81
... husband ! Duke . It is your husband mock'd you with a husband . Consenting to the safeguard of your honour , I thought your marriage fit ; else imputation , For that he knew you might reproach your life , And choke your good to come for ...
... husband ! Duke . It is your husband mock'd you with a husband . Consenting to the safeguard of your honour , I thought your marriage fit ; else imputation , For that he knew you might reproach your life , And choke your good to come for ...
Strana 97
... husband , nor the slave return'd , That in such haste I sent to seek his master ! Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock . Luc . Perhaps , some merchant hath invited him , And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner Good sister , let us ...
... husband , nor the slave return'd , That in such haste I sent to seek his master ! Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock . Luc . Perhaps , some merchant hath invited him , And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner Good sister , let us ...
Strana 98
... husband start some other where ? Luc . Till he come home again , I would forbear . Adr . Patience , unmov'd , no marvel though she pause ; They can be meek , that have no other cause . A wretched soul , bruis'd with adversity , We bid ...
... husband start some other where ? Luc . Till he come home again , I would forbear . Adr . Patience , unmov'd , no marvel though she pause ; They can be meek , that have no other cause . A wretched soul , bruis'd with adversity , We bid ...
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ABHORSON Ansaldo Antipholus Antonio Bass Bassanio Bawd bear better bond brother Clau Claudio Clown COMEDY OF ERRORS death doth Dromio Duke F Egeon Ephesus Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fool fortune friar Ganymede gentle Giannetto give grace Gratiano hath hear heart heaven hither honour husband Isab Jessica JOHNSON justice lady Laun Launcelot live look lord Angelo Lorenzo Lucio maid marry master MEASURE FOR MEASURE merchant MERCHANT OF VENICE mercy mistress Nerissa never Orla Orlando pardon Phebe Pompey poor Portia pr'ythee pray Prov Provost quintain ring Rosalind Salan Salar SCENE Shakespeare Shylock sister soul speak STEEVENS swear sweet Syracuse tell thank thee There's thing thou art thou hast thousand ducats to-morrow Touch unto Venice WARBURTON what's wife woman word youth
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Strana 248 - twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Strana 197 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes, Tis mightiest in the mightiest, it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown. His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings: But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice...
Strana 31 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Strana 238 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Strana 253 - Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
Strana 45 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; 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 251 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Strana 31 - The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace As mercy does.
Strana 148 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Strana 275 - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these : but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.