Cassell's illustrated Shakespeare. The plays of Shakespeare, ed. and annotated by C. and M.C. Clarke, illustr. by H.C. Selous, Deel 178,Volume 1 |
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Pagina 19
... Seems to cry out , " How shall that Claribel Measure us back to Naples ? Keep in Tunis , And let Sebastian wake ! " Say , this were death That now hath seized them ; why , they were no worse Than now they are . There be , that can rule ...
... Seems to cry out , " How shall that Claribel Measure us back to Naples ? Keep in Tunis , And let Sebastian wake ! " Say , this were death That now hath seized them ; why , they were no worse Than now they are . There be , that can rule ...
Pagina 31
... seems somewhat like " a third of mine own life . " But it is more in consonance with Prospero's enthusiastic and tender manner , when his only daughter Miranda is in ques- tion , to believe that " a thread of mine own life " -a fibre ...
... seems somewhat like " a third of mine own life . " But it is more in consonance with Prospero's enthusiastic and tender manner , when his only daughter Miranda is in ques- tion , to believe that " a thread of mine own life " -a fibre ...
Pagina 32
... seems to demand previous mention of flowers ; and the epithet " chaste " applies to the peculiar flowers in question , as is evidenced by the following points . Lyte , in his " Herbal , " says , “ One kind of peonie is called by some ...
... seems to demand previous mention of flowers ; and the epithet " chaste " applies to the peculiar flowers in question , as is evidenced by the following points . Lyte , in his " Herbal , " says , “ One kind of peonie is called by some ...
Pagina 34
... seems a pity to spoil the effect of a fine passage for the mere sake of retaining an antiquated form , which is now almost a vulgarism ; especially as " on " may have been a mis- print for " of " here . 21. I thank you . This , which seems ...
... seems a pity to spoil the effect of a fine passage for the mere sake of retaining an antiquated form , which is now almost a vulgarism ; especially as " on " may have been a mis- print for " of " here . 21. I thank you . This , which seems ...
Pagina 36
... seems to make for its being a cord ; but the punning allusion to " lime , " or bird - lime , immediately after , in- dicates a lime - tree . Probably there is a jumble of all the allu- sions ; as " like to lose your hair " is a quibble ...
... seems to make for its being a cord ; but the punning allusion to " lime , " or bird - lime , immediately after , in- dicates a lime - tree . Probably there is a jumble of all the allu- sions ; as " like to lose your hair " is a quibble ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Act ii answer appears bear Beat believe better Biron bring brother comes Count daughter death desire doth Duke effect Enter Exeunt Exit expression eyes face fair father fear Folio follow fool Ford French gentle give given grace hand hast hath head hear heart Heaven hold honour husband I'll Italy keep kind King lady leave Leon live look lord lost madam marry master means Measure merry mind mistress nature never night Note passage person play poor pray present printed reason reference SCENE seems sense sentence serve Shakespeare sometimes speak speech Speed spirit stand stay sweet tell term thank thee thing thou thou art thought Touch true turn wife woman word young
Populaire passages
Pagina 334 - 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 music.
Pagina 392 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Pagina 234 - 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 320 - 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 crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl: Tu-who; Tu-whit, To-who'- A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Pagina 443 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide . For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Pagina 148 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder ; nothing but thunder. — Merciful Heaven ! Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Splitt'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle...
Pagina 334 - That very time I saw, (but thou couldst not,) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Pagina 44 - tis true, I must be here confin'd by you, Or sent to Naples. Let me not, Since I have my dukedom got, And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell In this bare island by your spell ; But release me from my bands With the help of your good hands : Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant ; • And my ending is despair, Unless I be reliev'd by prayer ; Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults....