Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems, 5. kötetWhittaker, 1858 |
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5. oldal
... Lord Admiral ' : one of the plays , enumerated by Henslowe ( Diary , p . 35 ) as having been acted in this interval ... Lord Chamberlain's and the Lord Admiral's players jointly occupied , was that at Newington Butts . 3 By the mark ...
... Lord Admiral ' : one of the plays , enumerated by Henslowe ( Diary , p . 35 ) as having been acted in this interval ... Lord Chamberlain's and the Lord Admiral's players jointly occupied , was that at Newington Butts . 3 By the mark ...
13. oldal
... lord Titus long ; My noble lord and father , live in fame . Lo ! at this tomb my tributary tears I render , for my brethren's obsequies ; And at thy feet I kneel , with tears of joy Shed on the earth for thy return to Rome . Oh ! bless ...
... lord Titus long ; My noble lord and father , live in fame . Lo ! at this tomb my tributary tears I render , for my brethren's obsequies ; And at thy feet I kneel , with tears of joy Shed on the earth for thy return to Rome . Oh ! bless ...
15. oldal
... Lord Saturnine , whose virtues will , I hope , Reflect on Rome , as Titan's rays on earth , And ripen justice in this common - weal : Then , if you will elect by my advice , Crown him , and say , - " Long live our emperor ! " Mar. With ...
... Lord Saturnine , whose virtues will , I hope , Reflect on Rome , as Titan's rays on earth , And ripen justice in this common - weal : Then , if you will elect by my advice , Crown him , and say , - " Long live our emperor ! " Mar. With ...
16. oldal
... lord ; sith true nobility Warrants these words in princely courtesy . Sat. Thanks , sweet Lavinia . - Romans , let us go . Ransomless here we set our prisoners free : Proclaim our honours , lords , with trump and drum . Bas . Lord Titus ...
... lord ; sith true nobility Warrants these words in princely courtesy . Sat. Thanks , sweet Lavinia . - Romans , let us go . Ransomless here we set our prisoners free : Proclaim our honours , lords , with trump and drum . Bas . Lord Titus ...
20. oldal
... lord . I say no more , Nor wish no less ; and so I take my leave . Sat. Traitor , if Rome have law , or we have power , Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape . Bas . Rape , call you it , my lord , to seize my own , My true ...
... lord . I say no more , Nor wish no less ; and so I take my leave . Sat. Traitor , if Rome have law , or we have power , Thou and thy faction shall repent this rape . Bas . Rape , call you it , my lord , to seize my own , My true ...
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4tos Alcibiades Andronicus Antony Apem Apemantus Banquo better blood Brutus Cæsar Capulet Casca Cassius corr dead dear death dost doth Dyce edition emendation Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear follow fool friends give Gloster Goths Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven honour Juliet Julius Cæsar Kent King King Lear Lady Laer Laertes Lavinia Lear look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucius Macb Macbeth Macd madam Malone Mark Antony means misprinted murder night noble Nurse old annotator old copies omitted play poet POLONIUS pray printed Queen Rome Romeo Romeo and Juliet SCENE Servant Shakespeare speak speech stage-direction stand Steevens sweet sword Tamora tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast Timon Timon of Athens Titus Titus Andronicus Tybalt villain word
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343. oldal - Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
316. oldal - I have not slept Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius and the mortal instruments Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
345. oldal - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii : Look, in this place ran Cassius...
405. oldal - Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
405. oldal - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet, in form as palpable 40 As this which now I draw.
344. oldal - tis his will: Let but the commons hear this testament, , (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read,) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue.
356. oldal - I did send to you For certain sums of gold, which you denied me ; — For I can raise no money by vile means : By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection ; — I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me : was that done like Cassius ? Should I have answer...
400. oldal - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
127. oldal - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
347. oldal - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.