The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, 7. kötet |
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14. oldal
... quarto ; folio , " we shall retain . " 2 " All the titles belonging to a king . " 3 By " the execution of the rest , " all the other functions of the kingly office are probably meant . 4 The folio reads , " reserve thy state ; " and has ...
... quarto ; folio , " we shall retain . " 2 " All the titles belonging to a king . " 3 By " the execution of the rest , " all the other functions of the kingly office are probably meant . 4 The folio reads , " reserve thy state ; " and has ...
15. oldal
... Quarto B. reads " make good . " 3 Thus the quartos . The folio reads " disasters . " By diseases are meant uneasinesses , inconveniences . The quartos read " Friendship ; " and in the next line , instead of " dear shelter ...
... Quarto B. reads " make good . " 3 Thus the quartos . The folio reads " disasters . " By diseases are meant uneasinesses , inconveniences . The quartos read " Friendship ; " and in the next line , instead of " dear shelter ...
44. oldal
... quarto reads , " could the reposure . " 4 i . e . my hand - writing , my signature . 5 The folio reads , " potential spirits . " And in the next line but one , " O strange and fastened villain . " - Strong is determined , resolute . Our ...
... quarto reads , " could the reposure . " 4 i . e . my hand - writing , my signature . 5 The folio reads , " potential spirits . " And in the next line but one , " O strange and fastened villain . " - Strong is determined , resolute . Our ...
69. oldal
... quartos ; the other quarto reads thundering . 21. e . counterfeit . 3 Continent for that which contains or incloses . 4 Summoners are officers that summon offenders before a proper tri- Junal . 5 The quartos read , " That sorrows yet ...
... quartos ; the other quarto reads thundering . 21. e . counterfeit . 3 Continent for that which contains or incloses . 4 Summoners are officers that summon offenders before a proper tri- Junal . 5 The quartos read , " That sorrows yet ...
87. oldal
... quarto reads , " rash , boarish fangs . " To rash is the old hunting term for the stroke made by a wild - boar with his fangs . 2 Starred . 3 Thus the folio . The quartos read , " that dearn time . " Dearn is dreary . The reading in the ...
... quarto reads , " rash , boarish fangs . " To rash is the old hunting term for the stroke made by a wild - boar with his fangs . 2 Starred . 3 Thus the folio . The quartos read , " that dearn time . " Dearn is dreary . The reading in the ...
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ancient art thou BENVOLIO blood Brabantio CAPULET Cassio Cordelia Cyprus daughter dead dear death Desdemona dost thou doth Duke Edmund Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewell father fear folio reads fool Fortinbras friar FRIAR LAURENCE Gent gentleman give Gloster Goneril grief Hamlet hand hath hear heart Heaven honest Horatio Iago is't Juliet Kent king King Lear kiss knave lady Laer Laertes Lear letter look lord madam Mantua marry means Mercutio Michael Cassio murder night noble Nurse Ophelia Othello play POLONIUS poor pray quarto of 1597 quarto reads Queen Roderigo Romeo SCENE Shakspeare soul speak speech sweet sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought to-night Tybalt Verona villain wife wilt word
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268. 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.
366. oldal - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which, I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels...
285. oldal - See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
239. oldal - I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!
12. oldal - Thou, nature, art my goddess ; to thy law My services are bound : Wherefore should I Stand in the plague of custom ; and permit The curiosity of nations to deprive me, For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base? When my dimensions are as well compact, My mind as generous, and my shape as true, As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
53. oldal - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely ; touch me with noble anger ! O, let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! — No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both, That all the world shall — I will do such things, — What they are, yet I know not ; but they shall be The terrors of the earth.
177. oldal - Romeo; and, when he shall die. Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
157. 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...
110. 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...
236. oldal - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...