The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes, by A. Chalmers, Volume 2 |
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Pagina 7
... poor brother ! and so , perchance , may he be . Cap . True , madam : and to comfort you with chance , Assure yourself , after our ship did split , When you , and that poor number saved with you , Hung on our driving boat , I saw your ...
... poor brother ! and so , perchance , may he be . Cap . True , madam : and to comfort you with chance , Assure yourself , after our ship did split , When you , and that poor number saved with you , Hung on our driving boat , I saw your ...
Pagina 27
... Poor lady , she were better love a dream . Disguise , I see , thou art a wickedness , Wherein the pregnant enemy ' does much . How easy is it , for the proper - false In women's waxen hearts to set their forms !! Alas , our frailty is ...
... Poor lady , she were better love a dream . Disguise , I see , thou art a wickedness , Wherein the pregnant enemy ' does much . How easy is it , for the proper - false In women's waxen hearts to set their forms !! Alas , our frailty is ...
Pagina 28
... poor Olivia breathe ? O time , thou must entangle this , not I ; It is too hard a knot for me to untie . SCENE III . A Room in Olivia's House . [ Exit . Enter Sir TOBY BELCH and Sir ANDREW AGUECHEEK . Sir To . Approach , sir Andrew ...
... poor Olivia breathe ? O time , thou must entangle this , not I ; It is too hard a knot for me to untie . SCENE III . A Room in Olivia's House . [ Exit . Enter Sir TOBY BELCH and Sir ANDREW AGUECHEEK . Sir To . Approach , sir Andrew ...
Pagina 36
... poor corpse , where my bones shall be thrown : -free- ] Is , perhaps , artless , free from art . silly sooth , ] It is plain , simple truth . 8 And dallies with the- ] Plays or trifles . 9 the old age . ] The ages past , times of ...
... poor corpse , where my bones shall be thrown : -free- ] Is , perhaps , artless , free from art . silly sooth , ] It is plain , simple truth . 8 And dallies with the- ] Plays or trifles . 9 the old age . ] The ages past , times of ...
Pagina 49
... poor heart : So let me hear you speak . Vio . I pity you . Oli . That's a degree to love . Vio . No , not a grise ; for ' tis a vulgar proof , That very oft we pity enemies . [ Clock strikes . Oli . Why , then , methinks , ' tis time to ...
... poor heart : So let me hear you speak . Vio . I pity you . Oli . That's a degree to love . Vio . No , not a grise ; for ' tis a vulgar proof , That very oft we pity enemies . [ Clock strikes . Oli . Why , then , methinks , ' tis time to ...
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The Plays of William Shakspeare, Pr. from the Text by G. Steevens and E ... William Shakespeare Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2020 |
The Plays of William Shakspeare, Pr. from the Text by G. Steevens and E ... Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2020 |
The Plays of William Shakspeare, Pr. from the Text by G. Steevens and E ... William Shakespeare Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2019 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick better Biron Bora Boyet brother Claud Claudio Cost Costard cousin dear death Demetrius Dogb dost thou doth Duke Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father favour fear fool friar gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Helena Hermia Hero Hippolyta hither honour Illyria Isab Kath King lady Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid MALONE Malvolio Marry master Master constable means mistress moon Moth musick never night Oberon pardon Pedro PHILOSTRATE play Pompey pray prince Prov Provost Puck Pyramus Quin Re-enter SCENE Shakspeare signior Sir ANDREW Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH soul speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thee there's Theseus thing Thisby thou art thou hast Titania to-morrow tongue troth true What's word
Populaire passages
Pagina 137 - 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 regions of thick-ribbed ice...
Pagina 302 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's musick.
Pagina 221 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny.
Pagina 151 - So disguise shall, by the disguised, Pay with falsehood false exacting, And perform an old contracting. [Exit. ACT IV. SCENE I. — A Room in Mariana'* House. MARIANA discovered sitting; a Boy singing. SONG. Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Pagina 87 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.
Pagina 119 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, ^~ Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace As mercy does.
Pagina 457 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Pagina 236 - Why, then take no note of him, but let him go ; and presently call the rest of the watch together, and thank God you are rid of a knave.
Pagina 108 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Pagina 457 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!