The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, 6. kötetR. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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270. oldal
... wyfe : She drinkes a drinke that seemes to reve her breath ; They bury her , that sleping yet hath lyfe . Her husband heares the tydinges of her death ; He drinkes his bane ; and she , with Romeus ' knyfe , When she awakes , her selfe ...
... wyfe : She drinkes a drinke that seemes to reve her breath ; They bury her , that sleping yet hath lyfe . Her husband heares the tydinges of her death ; He drinkes his bane ; and she , with Romeus ' knyfe , When she awakes , her selfe ...
280. oldal
... wyfe . For so perchaunce this new alliance may procure Unto our houses such a peace as ever shall indure . " Oh how we can perswade ourself to what we like ! And how we can diswade our mynd , if ought our mind mislyke ! Weake arguments ...
... wyfe . For so perchaunce this new alliance may procure Unto our houses such a peace as ever shall indure . " Oh how we can perswade ourself to what we like ! And how we can diswade our mynd , if ought our mind mislyke ! Weake arguments ...
288. oldal
... wyfe what was her due , His duty eke by gostly talke the youthfull husband knew ; How that the wyfe in love must honour and obey , What love and honor he doth owe , a dette that he must pay , - The woords pronounced were which holy ...
... wyfe what was her due , His duty eke by gostly talke the youthfull husband knew ; How that the wyfe in love must honour and obey , What love and honor he doth owe , a dette that he must pay , - The woords pronounced were which holy ...
290. oldal
... wyfe , Who in the window watcht the cumming of her lord ; Where she so surely had made fast the ladder made of corde , That daungerles her spouse the chaumber window climes , Where he ere then had wisht himselfe above ten thousand tymes ...
... wyfe , Who in the window watcht the cumming of her lord ; Where she so surely had made fast the ladder made of corde , That daungerles her spouse the chaumber window climes , Where he ere then had wisht himselfe above ten thousand tymes ...
307. oldal
... perhaps thou stand in dred to lead me as a wyfe , Art thou all counsellesse ? canst thou no shift devise ? What letteth but in other weede I may my selfe disguyse ? What , shall I be the first ? hath none X 2 ROMEUS AND JULIET . 307.
... perhaps thou stand in dred to lead me as a wyfe , Art thou all counsellesse ? canst thou no shift devise ? What letteth but in other weede I may my selfe disguyse ? What , shall I be the first ? hath none X 2 ROMEUS AND JULIET . 307.
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380. oldal - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
52. 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 waggoner, a small grey-coated gnat, Not half so big as a round little worm Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers And in this state she gallops night...
66. oldal - Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this ; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers
242. oldal - O ! here Will I set up my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh.
77. oldal - tis not to me she speaks : Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
84. oldal - O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
78. 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 wond'ring 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.
161. oldal - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
56. oldal - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind...
409. oldal - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school ; and then the lover, • Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress...