The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, 13. kötet |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 28 találatból.
50. oldal
... light , ho , here ! — Fly , brother ! -torches ! torches ! —so , farewell . [ Exit Edgar . Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion [ wounds his arm . Of my more fierce endeavor : I have seen drunkards Do more than this in sport ...
... light , ho , here ! — Fly , brother ! -torches ! torches ! —so , farewell . [ Exit Edgar . Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion [ wounds his arm . Of my more fierce endeavor : I have seen drunkards Do more than this in sport ...
80. oldal
... lights on him , Holla the other . [ Exeunt severally . SCENE II . Another part of the heath . Storm continues . Enter LEAR and FOOL . Lear . Blow , wind , and crack your cheeks ! rage ! blow ! You cataracts , and hurricanoes , spout ...
... lights on him , Holla the other . [ Exeunt severally . SCENE II . Another part of the heath . Storm continues . Enter LEAR and FOOL . Lear . Blow , wind , and crack your cheeks ! rage ! blow ! You cataracts , and hurricanoes , spout ...
88. oldal
... light on thy daughters ! Kent . He hath no daughters , sir . Lear . Death , traitor ! nothing could have subdued nature To such a lowness but his unkind daughters . Is it the fashion , that discarded fathers Should have thus little ...
... light on thy daughters ! Kent . He hath no daughters , sir . Lear . Death , traitor ! nothing could have subdued nature To such a lowness but his unkind daughters . Is it the fashion , that discarded fathers Should have thus little ...
89. oldal
... light of ear , bloody of hand ; hog in sloth , fox in stealth , wolf in greediness , dog in madness , lion in prey . Let not the creaking of shoes nor the rustling of silks betray thy poor heart to women : keep thy foot out of brothels ...
... light of ear , bloody of hand ; hog in sloth , fox in stealth , wolf in greediness , dog in madness , lion in prey . Let not the creaking of shoes nor the rustling of silks betray thy poor heart to women : keep thy foot out of brothels ...
99. oldal
... happy shows behind : But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip , When grief hath mates , and bearing fellowship . 1 States clear from distress . How light and portable my pain seems now , When SCENE VI . 99 KING LEAR .
... happy shows behind : But then the mind much sufferance doth o'erskip , When grief hath mates , and bearing fellowship . 1 States clear from distress . How light and portable my pain seems now , When SCENE VI . 99 KING LEAR .
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Alack art thou banished BENVOLIO blood Burgundy canst Cordelia Corn Cornwall daughter dead dear death dost thou doth duke duke of Cornwall Edgar Edmund Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father fear fellow Fool France FRIAR LAURENCE gentleman give Glos Gloster gone Goneril grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence hither Juliet Kent king KING LEAR knave LADY CAPULET Lear letter live look lord madam Mantua married master Mercutio Montague night noble nuncle Nurse o'er Paris poor Pr'ythee pray prince Regan ROMEO AND JULIET Samp SCENE Servants SHAK sirrah sister slain sleep speak stand stay Stew sweet sword tears tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt to-night Tybalt Verona vex'd villain weep word
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144. oldal - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness; so we'll live, // And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take...
191. oldal - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams ; Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film ; Her...
75. oldal - O, reason not the need ; our basest beggars Are in the poorest thing superfluous : Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as beast's : thou art a lady ; If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, Which scarcely keeps thee warm.
204. oldal - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
13. oldal - Cor. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth : I love your majesty According to my bond ; nor more nor less.
204. oldal - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
27. oldal - These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend no good to us : Though the wisdom of nature can reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself scourged by the sequent effects : love cools, friendship falls off, brothers divide: in cities, mutinies; in countries, discord; in palaces, treason; and the bond cracked between son and father.
207. oldal - Well, do not swear : although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say
28. oldal - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, (often the surfeit of our own behavior,) we make guilty of our disasters, the sun, the moon, and the stars ; as if we were villains by necessity ; fools, by heavenly compulsion ; knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance ; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence ; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on.
203. 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...