The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Winter's tale. Comedy of errors. Macbeth. King John. King Richard II. King Henry IV, part 1Phillips, Sampson, 1850 - 38 pagina's |
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Pagina 45
... Shalt feel our justice ; in whose easiest passage , Look for no less than death . Her . Sir , spare your threats ; The bug , which you would fright me with , I seek . To me can life be no commodity . The crown and comfort of my life ...
... Shalt feel our justice ; in whose easiest passage , Look for no less than death . Her . Sir , spare your threats ; The bug , which you would fright me with , I seek . To me can life be no commodity . The crown and comfort of my life ...
Pagina 52
... shalt see Thy wife Paulina more : and so , with shrieks , She melted into air . Affrighted much , I did in time collect myself ; and thought This was so , and no slumber . Dreams are toys ; Yet , for this once , yea , superstitiously ...
... shalt see Thy wife Paulina more : and so , with shrieks , She melted into air . Affrighted much , I did in time collect myself ; and thought This was so , and no slumber . Dreams are toys ; Yet , for this once , yea , superstitiously ...
Pagina 57
... shalt accompany us to the place ; where we will , not appearing what we are , have some question with the shepherd ; from whose simplicity I think it not uneasy 1 Missingly noted , observed at intervals . 2 Angle is here used for bait ...
... shalt accompany us to the place ; where we will , not appearing what we are , have some question with the shepherd ; from whose simplicity I think it not uneasy 1 Missingly noted , observed at intervals . 2 Angle is here used for bait ...
Pagina 71
... shalt lose nothing here . Aut . I hope so , sir ; for I have about me many par- cels of charge . Clo . What hast here ? ballads ? ne . I love a ballad in Mop . ' Pray now , buy some . print , a ' - life ; for then we are sure they are ...
... shalt lose nothing here . Aut . I hope so , sir ; for I have about me many par- cels of charge . Clo . What hast here ? ballads ? ne . I love a ballad in Mop . ' Pray now , buy some . print , a ' - life ; for then we are sure they are ...
Pagina 72
... shalt hear ; ' tis in three parts . Dor . We had the tune on't a month ago . Aut . I can bear my part ; you must know , ' tis my occupation ; have at it with you . SONG . A. Get you hence , for I must go ; Where , it fits not you to ...
... shalt hear ; ' tis in three parts . Dor . We had the tune on't a month ago . Aut . I can bear my part ; you must know , ' tis my occupation ; have at it with you . SONG . A. Get you hence , for I must go ; Where , it fits not you to ...
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Antipholus arms art thou Aumerle Banquo Bast Bastard bear blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath brother Camillo castle cousin crown death deed dost doth Dromio duke duke of Hereford earl England Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father Faulconbridge fear Fleance folio friends Gaunt give grace grief hand Harry Percy hath hear heart Heaven Holinshed honor Hubert John of Gaunt King John King Richard Lady Leon liege live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff majesty murder never noble Northumberland old copy reads peace Percy play Poins pr'ythee pray prince quarto queen Rich Rosse SCENE Shakspeare shalt shame Shep soul speak stand Steevens sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue villain wife Witch word York
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Pagina 206 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had lived a 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.
Pagina 319 - I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had ; a princess wrought it me,) And I did never ask it you again ; And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief?
Pagina 198 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Pagina 65 - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er 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.
Pagina 445 - I have been studying how I may compare This prison where I live unto the world: And for because the world is populous, And here is not a creature but myself, I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out. My brain I'll prove the female to my soul; My soul the father: and these two beget A generation of still-breeding thoughts, And these same thoughts people this little world, In humours like the people of this world, For no thought is contented.
Pagina 552 - Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk ! When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound ; But now, two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough : — this earth, that bears thee dead, Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.