The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Zväzok 12G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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Strana 33
... speak as loud as Mars . By Jupiter , Were I the wearer of Antonius ' beard , I would not shav't to - day . Lep . For private stomaching .. Eno . ' Tis not a time Every time Serves for the matter that is then born in it . Lep . But small ...
... speak as loud as Mars . By Jupiter , Were I the wearer of Antonius ' beard , I would not shav't to - day . Lep . For private stomaching .. Eno . ' Tis not a time Every time Serves for the matter that is then born in it . Lep . But small ...
Strana 37
... speak ; The honour's sacred which he talks on now , Supposing that I lack'd it : But on , Cæsar ; The article of my oath , — Cas . To lend me arms , and aid , when I requir'd them ; The which you both deny'd . Ant . Neglected , rather ...
... speak ; The honour's sacred which he talks on now , Supposing that I lack'd it : But on , Cæsar ; The article of my oath , — Cas . To lend me arms , and aid , when I requir'd them ; The which you both deny'd . Ant . Neglected , rather ...
Strana 38
... speak no more . Eno . That truth should be silent , I had almost forgot . Ant . You wrong this presence , therefore speak no more . Eno . Go to then ; your considerate stone . Cæs . I do not much dislike the matter , but The manner of ...
... speak no more . Eno . That truth should be silent , I had almost forgot . Ant . You wrong this presence , therefore speak no more . Eno . Go to then ; your considerate stone . Cæs . I do not much dislike the matter , but The manner of ...
Strana 39
... speak That which none else can utter . By this marriage , All little jealousies , which now seem great , And all great fears , which now import their dangers , Would then be nothing : truths would be but tales , Where now half tales be ...
... speak That which none else can utter . By this marriage , All little jealousies , which now seem great , And all great fears , which now import their dangers , Would then be nothing : truths would be but tales , Where now half tales be ...
Strana 42
... word of no woman heard speak , Being barber'd ten times o'er , goes to the feast ; And , for his ordinary , pays his heart , For what his eyes eat only . Agr . Royal wench ! She made great Cæsar lay his sword to bed ; 42 ANTONY AND.
... word of no woman heard speak , Being barber'd ten times o'er , goes to the feast ; And , for his ordinary , pays his heart , For what his eyes eat only . Agr . Royal wench ! She made great Cæsar lay his sword to bed ; 42 ANTONY AND.
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Vydanie 12 William Shakespeare Zobrazenie úryvkov - 1806 |
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Agrippa Alexas ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA ARVIRAGUS Belarius blood Britain Britons brother burgonet Cæs Cæsar call'd Char Charmian Cleo Cloten Cœs Cymbeline dead death do't Dolabella doth Egypt Enobarbus Enter ANTONY Enter CESAR Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell father fear fight fool fortune friends Fulvia give gods Guard GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iach Iachimo Imogen Iras is't JOHNSON Julius Cæsar king lady leigers Leonatus Lepidus look lord Lucius madam Mark Antony master Mess Messenger mistress never noble o'the Octa Octavia on't Pisanio Pompey Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray Proculeius queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE Sextus Pompeius Shakspeare Sold soldier speak STEEVENS strange sword tell thee There's thine thing Thou art thou hast villain WARBURTON What's word
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Strana 42 - The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It...
Strana 24 - It hath been taught us from the primal state That he which is was wish'd until he were; And the ebb'd man, ne'er lov'd till ne'er worth love, Comes dear'd by being lack'd. This common body, Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, To rot itself with motion.
Strana 271 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Strana 267 - O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st : In these two princely boys ! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchaf 'd, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain pine And make him stoop to the vale.
Strana 149 - With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate Of life at once untie: poor venomous fool, Be angry, and dispatch. O, couldst thou speak, That I might hear thee call great Caesar ass Unpolicied ! CHAR. O eastern star ! CLEO. Peace, peace ! Dost thou not see my baby at my breast, That sucks the nurse asleep ? CHAR.
Strana 269 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Strana 148 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act...
Strana 152 - Take up her bed, And bear her women from the monument:— She shall be buried by her Antony: No grave upon the earth shall clip in it A pair so famous. High events as these Strike those that make them; and their story is No less in pity than his glory which Brought them to be lamented.
Strana 318 - The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ; The red-breast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Strana 238 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; * whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states,1 Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.