The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, 12. kötet |
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. oldal
... Women , Guards , & c . - Ditto . 156 CYMBELINE . 5. Imogen , Posthumus , Queen , Cymbeline , & c . - Hamilton . 173 6 Imogen and Iachimo.- Westall . 7. Posthumus , Iachimo , and Philario . - Ditto . 8. Pisanio and Imogen . - Hoppner ...
... Women , Guards , & c . - Ditto . 156 CYMBELINE . 5. Imogen , Posthumus , Queen , Cymbeline , & c . - Hamilton . 173 6 Imogen and Iachimo.- Westall . 7. Posthumus , Iachimo , and Philario . - Ditto . 8. Pisanio and Imogen . - Hoppner ...
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... woman that cannot go , sweet Isis , I be- seech thee ! And let her die too , and give him a worse ! and let worse follow worse , till the worst of all follow him laughing to his grave , fifty - fold a cuckold ! Good Isis , hear me this ...
... woman that cannot go , sweet Isis , I be- seech thee ! And let her die too , and give him a worse ! and let worse follow worse , till the worst of all follow him laughing to his grave , fifty - fold a cuckold ! Good Isis , hear me this ...
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... women : we see how mortal an unkindness is to them ; if they suffer our departure , death ' s the word . Ant . I must be gone . Eno . Under a compelling occasion , let women die : it were pity to cast them away for nothing ; though ...
... women : we see how mortal an unkindness is to them ; if they suffer our departure , death ' s the word . Ant . I must be gone . Eno . Under a compelling occasion , let women die : it were pity to cast them away for nothing ; though ...
17. oldal
... man the tailors of the earth ; comforting therein , that when old robes are worn out , there are members to make new . If SHAK . 1 Less reason . XII . B there were no more women but Fulvia , then had SCENE II . ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA .
... man the tailors of the earth ; comforting therein , that when old robes are worn out , there are members to make new . If SHAK . 1 Less reason . XII . B there were no more women but Fulvia , then had SCENE II . ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA .
18. oldal
William Shakespeare Abraham John Valpy. there were no more women but Fulvia , then had you indeed a cut , and the case to be lamented : this grief is crowned with consolation ; your old smock brings forth a new petticoat ; and , indeed ...
William Shakespeare Abraham John Valpy. there were no more women but Fulvia , then had you indeed a cut , and the case to be lamented : this grief is crowned with consolation ; your old smock brings forth a new petticoat ; and , indeed ...
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Agrippa Alexandria Alexas ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA ARVIRAGUS Attendants Belarius Britain Britons brother Cæsar call'd Char Charmian Cloten Cymbeline dead dear death Dolabella doth Egypt Enobarbus Enter ANTONY Enter CESAR Enter CLEOPATRA Eros EUPHRONIUS Exeunt Exit eyes false farewell father fear fellow fight fool fortune friends Fulvia give gods gone Guard GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven hence honor Iachimo Imogen Iras Julius Cæsar king kiss lady leave Leonatus Lepidus look lord Lucius madam Mark Antony master Menas mistress never noble Octavia Parthia Pisanio Pompey Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray Proculeius queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE Sextus Pompeius SHAK soldier Sooth speak strange sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast villain What's Сут
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47. oldal - I saw her once Hop forty paces through the public street : And having lost her breath, she spoke, and panted> That she did make defect, perfection, And, breathless, power breathe forth. Mec. Now Antony must leave her utterly. Eno. Never ; he will not ; Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety : Other women Cloy th' appetites they feed ; but she makes hungry, Where most she satisfies.
46. oldal - So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, And made their bends adornings. At the helm A seeming mermaid steers; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her; and Antony Enthroned i...
147. oldal - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in 't ; an autumn 'twas That grew the more by reaping...
34. oldal - We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Deny us for our good ; so find we profit, By losing of our prayers.
156. oldal - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare, good Iras ; quick. — Methinks I hear Antony call ; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act...
137. oldal - Noblest of men, woo't die ? Hast thou no care of me ? shall I abide In this dull world, which in thy absence is No better than a sty ? O, see, my women, [Antony dies. The crown o
45. oldal - O'er-picturing that Venus where we see The fancy outwork nature ; on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid did. Agr. O ! rare for Antony. Eno. Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
160. oldal - Charmian lived but now ; she stood and spake : I found her trimming up the diadem On her dead mistress ; tremblingly she stood, And on the sudden dropp'd.
128. oldal - Ant. That, which is now a horse, even with a thought; The rack * dislimns ; and makes it indistinct, As water is in water. Eros. It does, my lord. Ant. My good knave, Eros, now thy captain is Even such a body : here I am Antony ; Yet cannot hold this visible shape.
135. oldal - I am dying, Egypt, dying ; only I here importune death awhile, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips.— Cleo.