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5. oldal
I am no viper , yet I feed On mother ' s flesh which did me breed . I sought a
husband , in which labour I found that kindness in a father . He ' s father , son ,
and husband mild ; I mother , wife , and yet his child . How they may be , and yet
in two ...
I am no viper , yet I feed On mother ' s flesh which did me breed . I sought a
husband , in which labour I found that kindness in a father . He ' s father , son ,
and husband mild ; I mother , wife , and yet his child . How they may be , and yet
in two ...
7. oldal
... not a father ;And she an eater of her mother ' s flesh , By the defiling of her
parent ' s bed ; And both like serpents are , who , though they feed On sweetest
flowers , yet they poison breed . Antioch , farewell ! for wisdom sees , those men
Blush ...
... not a father ;And she an eater of her mother ' s flesh , By the defiling of her
parent ' s bed ; And both like serpents are , who , though they feed On sweetest
flowers , yet they poison breed . Antioch , farewell ! for wisdom sees , those men
Blush ...
13. oldal
... savour hunger , Must have inventions to delight the taste , Would now be glad
of bread , and beg for it : Those mothers who , to nousle up their babes , Thought
naught too curious , are ready now To eat those little darlings whom they lov ' d .
... savour hunger , Must have inventions to delight the taste , Would now be glad
of bread , and beg for it : Those mothers who , to nousle up their babes , Thought
naught too curious , are ready now To eat those little darlings whom they lov ' d .
38. oldal
Ay me ! poor maid , Born in a tempest , when my mother died , This world to me is
like a lasting storm , Whirring me from my friends . . Dion . How now , Marina !
why do you keep alone ? How chance my daughter is not with you ? Do not ...
Ay me ! poor maid , Born in a tempest , when my mother died , This world to me is
like a lasting storm , Whirring me from my friends . . Dion . How now , Marina !
why do you keep alone ? How chance my daughter is not with you ? Do not ...
42. oldal
He should have struck , not spoke ; — or that these pirates ,Not enough
barbarous , - had not o ' erboard thrown me For to seek my mother ! Bawd . Why
lament you , pretty one ? Mar . That I am pretty . Bawd . Come , the gods have
done their ...
He should have struck , not spoke ; — or that these pirates ,Not enough
barbarous , - had not o ' erboard thrown me For to seek my mother ! Bawd . Why
lament you , pretty one ? Mar . That I am pretty . Bawd . Come , the gods have
done their ...
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arms Attendants bear better blood bring Cassio comes daughter dead dear death dost doth draw Duke Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith fall farewell father fear follow fool fortune Gent give gods gone grace Hamlet hand hath head hear heart heaven hold honest honour I'll Iago keep Kent king lady Laer Lear leave light live look lord madam marry matter means mother murder nature never night noble Nurse Pericles play poor pray prince Queen Romeo SCENE Serv soul speak stand sweet sword tears tell thank thee there's thine thing thou thou art thou hast thought true turn villain wife young
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270. oldal - Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus; but use all gently: for in the very torrent, tempest, and — as I may say — whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness. O! it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings, who for the most part are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb shows and noise: I would have such a fellow whipped for...
139. oldal - No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison: We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage: When thou dost ask me blessing I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take upon's the mystery of things, As if we were God's spies: and we'll wear out, In a wall'd prison, packs and sects...
270. oldal - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
292. oldal - How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge ! What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed ? a beast, no more. Sure, he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unused.
362. oldal - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.
258. oldal - I have of late (but wherefore, I know not) lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me, than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors.
316. oldal - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all.
265. oldal - For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ, I'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle: I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench, I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative...
271. oldal - And let those that play your clowns, speak no more than is set down for them : for there be of them, that will themselves laugh, to set on some quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered: that's villainous; and . shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
242. oldal - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Bibliográfiai információk
| Cím | The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by Henry Glassford Bell... The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by Henry Glassford Bell, Henry Glassford Bell |
| Szerző | William Shakespeare |
| Kiadó | Porteous, 1865 |
| Eredeti forrása | Princeton Egyetem |
| Digitalizálva: | 2008. febr. 19. |
| Idézet exportálása | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |