The plays of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustr. of various commentators, to which are added notes by S. Johnson and G. Steevens, revised and augmented by I. Reed, with a glossarial index, 4. kötet |
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430. oldal
... Giannetto , went to his father , and said , What has my father done ? The father re- plied , Dear Giannetto , there is none to whom I wish better than to you . Go to Venice to your godfather , whose name is Ansal- do ; he has no child ...
... Giannetto , went to his father , and said , What has my father done ? The father re- plied , Dear Giannetto , there is none to whom I wish better than to you . Go to Venice to your godfather , whose name is Ansal- do ; he has no child ...
431. oldal
... Giannetto commanded . It happened one morning early , that Giannetto saw a gulph , with a fine port , and asked the captain how the port was called ? He replied , That place belongs to a widow lady , who has ruined many gentlemen . In ...
... Giannetto commanded . It happened one morning early , that Giannetto saw a gulph , with a fine port , and asked the captain how the port was called ? He replied , That place belongs to a widow lady , who has ruined many gentlemen . In ...
432. oldal
... Giannetto had no other thoughts than of his return to the lady ; and was re- solved to marry her , or die . Ansaldo told him frequently , not to be cast down . Giannetto said , he should never be happy , till he was at liberty to make ...
... Giannetto had no other thoughts than of his return to the lady ; and was re- solved to marry her , or die . Ansaldo told him frequently , not to be cast down . Giannetto said , he should never be happy , till he was at liberty to make ...
433. oldal
... Giannetto had nothing in his head but to steal into Belmonte ; and he prevailed with one of the sailors in the night to sail the vessel into the port . It was told the lady that Giannetto was ar- rived in port . She saw from the window ...
... Giannetto had nothing in his head but to steal into Belmonte ; and he prevailed with one of the sailors in the night to sail the vessel into the port . It was told the lady that Giannetto was ar- rived in port . She saw from the window ...
434. oldal
... Giannetto instantly recollected Ansaldo , gave a great sigh , and turned pale . His lady inquired the cause of his sudden change . He said , he felt nothing . She continued to press with great earnestness , till he was obliged to ...
... Giannetto instantly recollected Ansaldo , gave a great sigh , and turned pale . His lady inquired the cause of his sudden change . He said , he felt nothing . She continued to press with great earnestness , till he was obliged to ...
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409. oldal - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
365. oldal - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
317. oldal - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
10. oldal - Save base authority from others' books. These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights Than those that walk and wot not what they are.
157. oldal - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, 920 Unpleasing to a married ear!
68. oldal - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
408. oldal - Therefore prepare thee to cut off the flesh. Shed thou no blood, nor cut thou less nor more But just a pound of flesh. If thou tak'st more Or less than a just pound, be it but so much As makes it light or heavy in the substance Or the division of the twentieth part Of one poor scruple, nay, if the scale do turn But in the estimation of a hair, Thou diest, and all thy goods are confiscate.
419. oldal - By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones and floods; Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature.
320. oldal - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches and poor men's cottages princes
32. 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.