Prefaces. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor |
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I will not lodge thee by Chaucer , or Spencer ; or bid Beaumont lie A little further , to make thee a room : Thou art a monument , without a tomb ; And art alive ftill , while thy book doth live , And we have wits to read , and praise ...
I will not lodge thee by Chaucer , or Spencer ; or bid Beaumont lie A little further , to make thee a room : Thou art a monument , without a tomb ; And art alive ftill , while thy book doth live , And we have wits to read , and praise ...
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Sweet fwan of Avon , what a fight it were ,To fee thee in our waters yet appear ; # And make thofe flights upon the banks of Thames , That fo did take Eliza , and our James ! But fray ; I fee thee in the hemifphere Advanc'd , and made a ...
Sweet fwan of Avon , what a fight it were ,To fee thee in our waters yet appear ; # And make thofe flights upon the banks of Thames , That fo did take Eliza , and our James ! But fray ; I fee thee in the hemifphere Advanc'd , and made a ...
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... Here we alive fball view thee ftill ; this book , When brass and marble fade , fhall make thee look Fresh to all ... is prodigy That is not Shakespeare's , every line , each verfe , Here fhall revive , redeem thee from thy berje .
... Here we alive fball view thee ftill ; this book , When brass and marble fade , fhall make thee look Fresh to all ... is prodigy That is not Shakespeare's , every line , each verfe , Here fhall revive , redeem thee from thy berje .
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We wonder'd , Shakespeare , that thou went'ft fo foon From the world's ftage to the grave's tyring - room : We thought thee dead ; but this thy printed worth Tel's thy fpellators , that thou went'ft but forth To enter with applaufe : an ...
We wonder'd , Shakespeare , that thou went'ft fo foon From the world's ftage to the grave's tyring - room : We thought thee dead ; but this thy printed worth Tel's thy fpellators , that thou went'ft but forth To enter with applaufe : an ...
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I have done nothing but in care of thee , ( Of thee my dear one , thee my daughter ) who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better Than Profpero , mafter of a full - poor cell , And thy no ...
I have done nothing but in care of thee , ( Of thee my dear one , thee my daughter ) who Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am ; nor that I am more better Than Profpero , mafter of a full - poor cell , And thy no ...
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89. oldal - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
23. oldal - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
83. oldal - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
83. oldal - To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be) I have be-dimm'd The noontide sun , call'd forth the mutinous winds , And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire , and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
82. oldal - Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier...
Bibliográfiai információk
| Cím | Prefaces. Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor 1. kötet/The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Szerző | William Shakespeare |
| Szerkesztők | Samuel Johnson, George Steevens |
| Kiadó | C. Bathurst, 1773 |
| Eredeti forrása | a New York-i Közkönyvtár |
| Digitalizálva: | 2006. dec. 28. |
| Idézet exportálása | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |