The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Հատոր 2J. Johnson, 1803 |
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Արդյունքներ 43–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... soul Elected him our absence to supply ; Lent him our terror , drest him with our love ; And given his deputation all the organs Of our own power : What think you of it ? Escal . If any in Vienna be of worth To undergo such ample grace ...
... soul Elected him our absence to supply ; Lent him our terror , drest him with our love ; And given his deputation all the organs Of our own power : What think you of it ? Escal . If any in Vienna be of worth To undergo such ample grace ...
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... soul seems good . Give me your hand ; I'll privily away : I love the people , But do not like to stage me to their eyes : VOL . II . 7 Extent of power . C Though it do well , I do not relish well Scene I. 5 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... soul seems good . Give me your hand ; I'll privily away : I love the people , But do not like to stage me to their eyes : VOL . II . 7 Extent of power . C Though it do well , I do not relish well Scene I. 5 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... souls , From fasting maids , whose minds are dedicate To nothing temporal . Ang . To - morrow . Well : come to me Lucio . Go to ; it is well ; away . [ Aside to ISABEL . Isab . Heaven keep your honour safe ! Ang . Am that way going to ...
... souls , From fasting maids , whose minds are dedicate To nothing temporal . Ang . To - morrow . Well : come to me Lucio . Go to ; it is well ; away . [ Aside to ISABEL . Isab . Heaven keep your honour safe ! Ang . Am that way going to ...
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... souls To thy false seeming ? Blood , thou still art blood : Let's write good angel on the devil's horn , " Tis not the devil's crest . How now , who's there ? Serv . Enter Servant . One Isabel , a sister , Teach her the way . [ Exit ...
... souls To thy false seeming ? Blood , thou still art blood : Let's write good angel on the devil's horn , " Tis not the devil's crest . How now , who's there ? Serv . Enter Servant . One Isabel , a sister , Teach her the way . [ Exit ...
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The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Հատոր 2 William Shakespeare Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1854 |
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Էջ 47 - 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...
Էջ 225 - 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.
Էջ 395 - 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...
Էջ 62 - 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.
Էջ 395 - 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...
Էջ 137 - 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.
Էջ 153 - ... need of such vanity. You are thought here to be the most senseless and fit man for the constable of the watch ; therefore bear you the lantern : This is your charge ; You shall comprehend all vagrom men ; you are to bid any man stand, in the prince's name.
Էջ 268 - I have had a most rare vision. I have 210 had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was : man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream. Methought I was — there is no man can tell what. Methought I was, — and methought I had, — but man is but a patched fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had.
Էջ 396 - 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-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Էջ 220 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.