King Lear: A Tragedy |
Részletek a könyvből
1 - 3 találat összesen 14 találatból.
15. oldal
Osw. Yes, madam. Gon. By day and night he wrongs me; Every hour He flashes
into one gross crime or other, That sets us all at odds: I'll not endure it: His knights
grow riotous, and himself upbraids us On every trifle. When he returns from ...
Osw. Yes, madam. Gon. By day and night he wrongs me; Every hour He flashes
into one gross crime or other, That sets us all at odds: I'll not endure it: His knights
grow riotous, and himself upbraids us On every trifle. When he returns from ...
72. oldal
News, madam ; The British powers are marching hitherward. C'or. 'Tis known
before ; our preparation stands In expectation of them. 0 dear father, It is thy
business that I go about ; Therefore great France My mourning and important
tears hath ...
News, madam ; The British powers are marching hitherward. C'or. 'Tis known
before ; our preparation stands In expectation of them. 0 dear father, It is thy
business that I go about ; Therefore great France My mourning and important
tears hath ...
82. oldal
To be acknowledged, madam, is o'er-paid. All my reports go with the modest truth
; Nor more nor clipp'd, but so. 0ar. Be better suited : These weeds are memories
of those worser hours : I prithee, put them off. ' Kent. Pardon me, dear madam ...
To be acknowledged, madam, is o'er-paid. All my reports go with the modest truth
; Nor more nor clipp'd, but so. 0ar. Be better suited : These weeds are memories
of those worser hours : I prithee, put them off. ' Kent. Pardon me, dear madam ...
Mit mondanak mások - Írjon ismertetőt
Nem találtunk ismertetőket a szokott helyeken.
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Alack answer arms Attendants bear bring brother Burgundy comes Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dead dear death dost doth Dover draw duke Edgar Edmund Enter Exit eyes father fear fellow fiend find fire first Fool fortune foul France Gent Give Glou Gloucester gods gone Goneril grace hand hast hath head hear heart heavens hither hold horse I’ll keep Kent kind king knave lady Lear less letter live look lord madam master means mind nature never night noble OSWALD poor pray reason Regan SCENE seek servant sister slave speak stage stand storm strike sword tears tell thee thine thing thou thou art thought traitor true trumpet turn villain wind wits