The Plays of Shakspeare, Հատոր 1 |
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If you cannot , give thanks you Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA . have lived so long , and make yourself ready in Mira . If by your art , my dearest father , you your cabin for the mischance of the hour , if it have so hap .
If you cannot , give thanks you Enter PROSPERO and MIRANDA . have lived so long , and make yourself ready in Mira . If by your art , my dearest father , you your cabin for the mischance of the hour , if it have so hap .
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Not a hair perish'd ; Than other princes can , that have more tiine On their sustaining garments not a blemish , For vainer hours , and tutors not so careful . But fresher than before : and , as thou bad'st me , Mira . Heavens thank you ...
Not a hair perish'd ; Than other princes can , that have more tiine On their sustaining garments not a blemish , For vainer hours , and tutors not so careful . But fresher than before : and , as thou bad'st me , Mira . Heavens thank you ...
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I thank thee , master . Ari . I pray thee , Pro . If thou more murmur'st , I will rend an oak , Remember , I have done thee worthy service ; And peg thee in his knotty entrails , till Told thee no lies , made no mistakings , serv'd Thou ...
I thank thee , master . Ari . I pray thee , Pro . If thou more murmur'st , I will rend an oak , Remember , I have done thee worthy service ; And peg thee in his knotty entrails , till Told thee no lies , made no mistakings , serv'd Thou ...
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Sir , you may thank yourself for this great thing to me . loss ; Gon . I do well believe your highness ; and That would not bless our Europe with your did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen , daughter , who are of such sensible ...
Sir , you may thank yourself for this great thing to me . loss ; Gon . I do well believe your highness ; and That would not bless our Europe with your did it to minister occasion to these gentlemen , daughter , who are of such sensible ...
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... but I'll be your servant , The poor monster's my subject , and he shall not Whether you will or no . suffer indignity . Fer . My mistress , dearest , Cal . I thank my noble lord . Wilt thou be pleas'd And I thus humble ever .
... but I'll be your servant , The poor monster's my subject , and he shall not Whether you will or no . suffer indignity . Fer . My mistress , dearest , Cal . I thank my noble lord . Wilt thou be pleas'd And I thus humble ever .
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Էջ 255 - With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose well...
Էջ 12 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Էջ 168 - 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.
Էջ 88 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Էջ 462 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
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| Վերնագիր | The Plays of Shakspeare, Հատոր 1 The Plays of Shakspeare, William Shakespeare |
| Հեղինակ | William Shakespeare |
| Հրատարակիչ | Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
| Original from | Նյու Յորքի Հանրային գրադարան |
| Digitized | 30 Դեկտեմբեր 2006 |
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