The Shakespeare Phrase BookLittle, Brown,, 1881 - 1034 oldal |
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8. oldal
... fair advantage of his days . To take an ill advantage of his absence I will call upon you anon , for some advantage to yourself . Methought you . said you neither lend nor borrow Upon advantage Men that hazard all Do it in hope of fair ...
... fair advantage of his days . To take an ill advantage of his absence I will call upon you anon , for some advantage to yourself . Methought you . said you neither lend nor borrow Upon advantage Men that hazard all Do it in hope of fair ...
15. oldal
... fair vestal throned by the west . A poor sequestered stag , That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt I am not an impostor that proclaim Myself against the level of my aim It ill beseems this presence to cry aim To these ill - tuned ...
... fair vestal throned by the west . A poor sequestered stag , That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt I am not an impostor that proclaim Myself against the level of my aim It ill beseems this presence to cry aim To these ill - tuned ...
45. oldal
... Fair as a text B in a copy - book Or with taper - light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish BEAUTIES no richer than rich taffeta . BEAUTIFIED . Seeing you are beautified With goodly shape That's an ill phrase , a vile phrase ...
... Fair as a text B in a copy - book Or with taper - light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish BEAUTIES no richer than rich taffeta . BEAUTIFIED . Seeing you are beautified With goodly shape That's an ill phrase , a vile phrase ...
46. oldal
... fair , your honesty should admit ro discourse to your beauty The power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is If virtue no delighted beauty lack , Your son - in - law is far more fair than black . As having sense of ...
... fair , your honesty should admit ro discourse to your beauty The power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is If virtue no delighted beauty lack , Your son - in - law is far more fair than black . As having sense of ...
59. oldal
... fair , too wise , wisely too fair , To merit bliss by making me despair Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire Blister . - A blister on his sweet tongue , with my heart ! iii . 2 . Cymbeline , iv . 2 . Com . of ...
... fair , too wise , wisely too fair , To merit bliss by making me despair Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire Blister . - A blister on his sweet tongue , with my heart ! iii . 2 . Cymbeline , iv . 2 . Com . of ...
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All's bear beauty better blood breath Cleo cold comes Coriolanus Cress Cymbeline death deeds devil doth Dream earth Errors eyes face fair fall fault fear fellow fire fool fortune friends give grace grief grow Hamlet hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Henry IV Henry VI Henry VIII hold honour hope hour Julius Cæsar keep kind King John King Lear leave light live look Lost Love's Love's L Macbeth man's means Meas Merry Wives mind nature never Night Othello poor Richard Richard II Romeo and Juliet Shrew sleep soul speak spirit stand sweet tell Tempest thee thing thou thou art thought Timon of Athens tongue Troi true turn Twelfth Night Venice Verona Winter's Tale
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83. oldal - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment ! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason. Bear with me, My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
157. oldal - And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake; She loved me for the dangers I had passed, And I loved her that she did pity them.
344. oldal - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
474. oldal - Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal ; Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear. The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
475. oldal - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
330. oldal - I am in blood Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er. Strange things I have in head that will to hand, Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.
371. oldal - Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o
296. oldal - And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
304. oldal - Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt.
12. oldal - I have taken note of it; the age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe. — How long hast thou been a grave-maker? FIRST CLO. Of all the days i' the year, I came to't that day that our last King Hamlet o'ercame Fortinbras.