Dramatic Works: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author, 2. kötetA. Millar, 1798 |
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234. oldal
... Guid . Hail , heav'n ! Aru , Hail , heav'n ! Bel . Now for our mountain sport , up to yond bill , Your legs are young ; I li tread these flats . Consider , When you above perceive me like a crow , That it is place which lessens and sets ...
... Guid . Hail , heav'n ! Aru , Hail , heav'n ! Bel . Now for our mountain sport , up to yond bill , Your legs are young ; I li tread these flats . Consider , When you above perceive me like a crow , That it is place which lessens and sets ...
235. oldal
... Guid . uncertain favour ! Bel . My fault being nothing , as I have told you oft , But that two villains , whose false oath prevail'd Before my perfect honour , swore to Cymbeline , I was confederate with the Romans ; so Follow'd my ...
... Guid . uncertain favour ! Bel . My fault being nothing , as I have told you oft , But that two villains , whose false oath prevail'd Before my perfect honour , swore to Cymbeline , I was confederate with the Romans ; so Follow'd my ...
244. oldal
... Guid . There is cold meet i ' th ' cave , we'll brouze on that . Whilst what we have kill'd be cook'd . Bel . Stay come not in- But that it eats our victuals , I should think [ Looking in . He were a fairy . Guid . What's the matter ...
... Guid . There is cold meet i ' th ' cave , we'll brouze on that . Whilst what we have kill'd be cook'd . Bel . Stay come not in- But that it eats our victuals , I should think [ Looking in . He were a fairy . Guid . What's the matter ...
245. oldal
... Guid . Most welcome : Be sprightly , for you are all ' mongst friends . Imo . ' Mong'st friends ? Posthumus . If brothers , would it had been so , that they Had been my father's sons , then had my prize Been less , and so more equal to ...
... Guid . Most welcome : Be sprightly , for you are all ' mongst friends . Imo . ' Mong'st friends ? Posthumus . If brothers , would it had been so , that they Had been my father's sons , then had my prize Been less , and so more equal to ...
246. oldal
... Guid . Go you to hunting , yet I am not well . Imo . So sick I am not , yet I am not well . So please you , leave me , Stick to your journal course ; the breach of custom , Is breach of all I am ill , but your being by me Cannot amend ...
... Guid . Go you to hunting , yet I am not well . Imo . So sick I am not , yet I am not well . So please you , leave me , Stick to your journal course ; the breach of custom , Is breach of all I am ill , but your being by me Cannot amend ...
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247. oldal - I'd let a parish of such Clotens' blood, And praise myself for charity. \Exit. Bel. O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st In these two princely boys ! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafed, as the rudest wind, That by the. top doth take the mountain pine And make him stoop to the vale.
145. oldal - Oh, my wife no more ! How dear her love was to me — Yet they stood, With a malicious silent joy, stood by, And saw her give up all my happiness, The treasure of her beauty, to another ; Stood by, and saw her married to another.
140. oldal - I was preserv'd but to be made a slave ; I often writ to my hard father, but never had An answer ; I writ to thee too / Isa. What a world of woe Had been prevented but in hearing from you ! Bir. Alas ! thou couldst not help me.
143. oldal - I have said too much, unless I could speak all. Bir. Thy words are wild ; my eyes, my ears, my heart, Were all so full of thee, so much employed In wonder of thy charms, I could not find it : Now I perceive it plain Isa.
88. oldal - The devil was sick, the devil a monk would be ; The devil was well, the devil a monk was he.
205. oldal - Nay, followed him, till he had melted from The smallness of a gnat to air ; and then Have turned mine eye and wept.
132. oldal - I have leave at last to call you mine ! But let me look upon you, view you well. This is a welcome gallantry indeed ! I durst not ask, but it was kind to grant, Just at this time : dispensing with your dress Upon this second day to greet our friends.
159. oldal - Accuse, condemn me; let the sentence reach My hated life— No matter how it comes, I'll think it just and thank you as it falls. Self-murder is denied me.
131. oldal - Of any other wish, be nothing mine ! — But let me look upon you, view you well. This is a welcome gallantry indeed ! I...
132. oldal - My Carlos too, who came in to the support Of our bad fortune, has an honest right, In better times, to share the good with us. CAR. I come to claim that right, to share your joy ; To wish you joy ; and find it in myself; For a friend's happiness reflects a warmth, A kindly comfort, into every heart That is not envious.