The Plays of William Shakspeare, 11-12. kötetC. & J. Rivington, 1826 - 960 oldal |
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... father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffer'd With those that I saw suffer a ...
... father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffer'd With those that I saw suffer a ...
2. oldal
... father , you have Put the wild waters in this roar , allay them : The sky , it seems , would pour down stinking pitch , But that the sea , mounting to the welkin's cheek , Dashes the fire out . O , I have suffer'd With those that I saw ...
... father , you have Put the wild waters in this roar , allay them : The sky , it seems , would pour down stinking pitch , But that the sea , mounting to the welkin's cheek , Dashes the fire out . O , I have suffer'd With those that I saw ...
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... father so ungently ? This Is the third man that c'er I saw ; the first That e'er I sigh'd for : pity move my father To be inclin'd my way ! Fer . O , if a virgin , And your affection not gone forth , I'll make you The queen of Naples ...
... father so ungently ? This Is the third man that c'er I saw ; the first That e'er I sigh'd for : pity move my father To be inclin'd my way ! Fer . O , if a virgin , And your affection not gone forth , I'll make you The queen of Naples ...
11. oldal
... father's crabbed ; And he's compos'd of harshness . I must remove Some thousands of these logs , and pile them up , Upon a sore injunction : My sweet mistress Weeps when she sees me work ; and says , such baseness Had ne'er like ...
... father's crabbed ; And he's compos'd of harshness . I must remove Some thousands of these logs , and pile them up , Upon a sore injunction : My sweet mistress Weeps when she sees me work ; and says , such baseness Had ne'er like ...
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... father ; -no , tio , this left shoe is my the Tel . Ay , my good Lord ; a. there an end . Val . I would , it were no worse . Speed . I'll warrant you , ' tis as well : For often you have writ to her ; and she , in modesty , Or else for ...
... father ; -no , tio , this left shoe is my the Tel . Ay , my good Lord ; a. there an end . Val . I would , it were no worse . Speed . I'll warrant you , ' tis as well : For often you have writ to her ; and she , in modesty , Or else for ...
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Alençon arms art thou Banquo Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claudio cousin daughter death doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff Farewell father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Gloster grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Laun Leon Leonato liege live look lord Lucio Macb Macbeth Macd madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress musick never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier SCENE Shal shame signior sir John sir John Falstaff soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain What's wife wilt word
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135. oldal - Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
386. oldal - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. DUCH. Alas, poor Richard! where rides he the whilst? YORK. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
157. oldal - Biron they call him; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor,) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
210. oldal - Made to his mistress' eyebrow; then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth; and then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lin'd With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern...
322. oldal - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill ; cannot be good : — If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...